For   The Sunday Tribune, Chandigarh | November 9, 1980 In the course of my official duties I once had occasion to meet a deputation of unregistered medical practitioners of Punjab. These are men who carry on the trade in the countryside. They argued for the honour of being declared “Registered Medical Practitioners.” The medical men present gave them dark looks and whispered in my ear: “Quacks”. Some certainly looked to me more like butchers than men on a mission of mercy.