Oh, friends, can you believe it? Just when we thought the world needed more healers like him, the universe decided to call one home too soon. I’m sitting here, reminiscing about the incredible journey of Dr. Anil Jain, the beloved MD in Paediatrics from Etah, and my heart feels heavy with a mix of sorrow and admiration. Let me take you through his story—not just as a dry biography, but as a tale of a man who touched so many lives, including ours from the SNMC 1974 batch. Picture this: a young, wide-eyed student in the bustling halls of Sarojini Naidu Medical College (SNMC) in Agra, dreaming big and already showing that spark of compassion that would define his career.

Born around the early 1950s in the heart of Uttar Pradesh (exact details are a bit elusive, as he was the humble type who let his actions speak louder than words), Dr. Jain grew up in a family that valued education and service. He joined SNMC in Agra as part of the legendary 1974 batch—a time when medicine wasn’t just a profession but a calling. Imagine the late-night study sessions under flickering lights, the camaraderie among batchmates sharing notes and dreams over chai, and the rigorous training that forged him into the paediatric expert he became. “Yaar, Anil was always the one helping everyone,” I recall a fellow alumnus sharing in one of our old WhatsApp groups. “Whether it was explaining a tricky case or cracking a joke to lighten the mood during exams, he was our rock.”

After graduating from SNMC, Dr. Jain pursued his MD in Paediatrics, channeling his passion for children’s health. He settled in Etah, a place not too far from his Agra roots, where he built a thriving practice as a dedicated child specialist. For decades, he was the go-to doctor for countless families—treating fevers, guiding vaccinations, and offering that reassuring smile to worried parents. “Beta, sab theek ho jayega,” he’d say in his gentle, reassuring tone, easing fears with his expertise and empathy. His clinic wasn’t just a place for medicine; it was a haven where kids laughed and parents found hope. Over the years, he must have saved and nurtured hundreds, if not thousands, of little lives, earning him the quiet respect of the entire community. In a small town like Etah, where word travels fast, stories of his kindness—staying late for emergencies or even waiving fees for those in need—became local legends.

But life, as we know, has its twists. It’s with a profound sadness that I share the news that’s left us all reeling: Dr. Anil Jain has passed away. The exact date isn’t widely documented yet, but the void he leaves is immense. For us, his SNMC 1974 batchmates from SN Medical College Agra, this feels like losing a piece of our shared history. We were more than classmates; we were family, bonded by those formative years. “This is an irreplaceable loss for all of us,” one of our old friends whispered over a call last week, his voice cracking. “Anil was the glue that held so many memories together.”

As we gather in spirit to mourn, let’s also celebrate the light he brought. In these tough times, I can’t help but imagine what he’d say to us now: “Don’t cry for me, dost; keep healing the world in my memory.” Our prayers are with his family—may they find strength in the love he showered on them. And to his soul, we pray: O Ishwar, grant eternal peace to Dr. Anil Jain’s departed spirit. Place him at your divine feet, where pain and sorrow cease, and let his legacy of care continue to inspire us all.

Om shanti, dear Anil. You’ve left footprints on our hearts that time can never erase. 🙏 If you have personal stories or memories of him, do share—let’s keep his spirit alive together.