It is a morning like any other at the primary health centre at Futala. A large number of patients have turned up. They occupy steel chairs in the waiting area. A flat-screen TV on the wall keeps them entertained. Nurses in uniform are on duty. A peon, lean and distinctive in his crisp white topi, flits around on constant vigil. A laboratory attendant collects blood samples. Stocktaking is underway in the pharmacy. Machines that are part of a cold chain for vaccines are being checked out.
In her room, Dr Renuka Yawalkar, medical mask. . .