Dr.Vinodhini Bhaskaran

18/02/2026

Thanks and family.. Happy to see the fortune cookies 😊🤗

17/02/2026

17/02/2026

May this year of the fire horse burn all the negativity and brings us loads of health, wealth , happiness and prosperity
Gong xi fa chai

01/02/2026

🙏 Thaipusam wishes to all who walk this path of faith, sacrifice, and hope.
May Murugan guide us with courage, clarity, and compassion. 🙏

01/02/2026

The diary of an obgyn

Thaipusam2026- Witnessing faith in its most raw, beautiful form.

The wee hours of today morning felt different!

I sat on the cold stone floor, eyes closed, while devotion flowed all around me — barefoot steps, tired bodies, unwavering faith.
The air was thick with prayers 🙏

Crowds moved past me carrying p**l kudams and kavadis, shoulders bent yet spirits impossibly light.
Pain, promise, surrender — all carried with quiet dignity.
Devotion here doesn’t shout; it Pours and Roars!!

Later, I stood beneath the towering golden Murugan, vel held firm, gaze steady.
So immense. So reassuring.
In that moment, I felt both small and held!

Somewhere between sitting in stillness and looking up in awe, something softened within me.
A reminder that faith isn’t about ease — it’s about endurance.
That strength can be gentle.
And surrender, deeply powerful.

As Thaipusam unfolds, I’m overwhelmed by the collective devotion — thousands of personal vows becoming one shared prayer.

🙏 Thaipusam wishes to all who walk this path of faith, sacrifice, and hope.
May Murugan guide us with courage, clarity, and compassion. 🙏

30/01/2026

The diary of an obgyn

This morning, I chose a sari for work.
Not for a festival.
Not for a photo.
Just… for myself.

As I sat at my desk, ultrasound nearby, files waiting, I wondered why this still feels like a quiet act of rebellion. Why does wearing what connects me to my roots need courage in a professional space?

Traditional clothing doesn’t dilute competence.
It doesn’t slow down decision-making or soften intellect.
If anything, it anchors me — reminding me of where I come from, of the women before me who carried both responsibility and resilience in these very drapes.

Some days I wear scrubs. Some days a blazer.
And some days, a sari.
All of them carry the same purpose, the same professionalism, the same commitment to my work.

Perhaps it’s time we stopped asking women to blend in to be taken seriously — and instead allowed them to belong, exactly as they are.

Today, I chose belonging!

30/01/2026

30/01/2026

30/01/2026

Re-sharing some of my yester-year cervical cancer awareness videos

30/01/2026

27/01/2026

The Diary of an OBGYN

Today, I stumbled upon Dr. Rukhmabai’s story.

And it stayed with me.

A woman who dared to say no at a time when silence was demanded of her. Who stood alone against a system that denied her the most basic right—to choose her own life!

What unsettled me even more was learning about the opposition she faced.
Including from Lokmanya Tilak— the very man behind the famous slogan- “ Swaraj is my birthright and I shall have it!”
Someone I had admired since childhood as a freedom fighter.
That hurt!

It reminded me that even great men can be blind to the freedoms of women. That our history is complex, uncomfortable, and not always heroic in the ways we wish it to be!

The rights we exercise so casually today—to study, to decide, to speak—were once acts of defiance. Paid for by women who were criticised, isolated, and erased.

Rukhmabai never knew us.
But she fought for us.

And today, I remember her—with gratitude, humility, and a quiet resolve to never take my freedom lightly!