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Dr Priyadarshini Tripathy is an experienced Consultant Obstetrician and Gynaecologist practising Dr. Priyadarshini Tripathy is about empowering all women.

No matter the reason for your visit, she is devoted to each and every one of her patient's health and wellbeing needs. She is very passionate about women’s health and provides her obstetric and gynaecological care in a warm and compassionate manner that quickly helps to establish a sense of trust and confidence in her patients, thanks to her extensive experience and calm approach. Choosing the right obstetrician and gynaecologist for you is one of the most important decisions you will make in your health journey as a woman. Dr. Tripathy's goal is to ensure that you experience the highest standard of care and feel fully informed every step of the way.

03/10/2025

ଦଶହରା ଫେରିଛି—କେବଳ ଉତ୍ସବ ଭାବେ ନୁହେଁ, ବରଂ ଏକ ସ୍ମୃତି ଭାବେ।
ଏହା ହେଉଛି ଏକ ଅବସର—

ଆମେ ଅଲ୍ପ ସମୟ ପାଇଁ ବସି ଚିନ୍ତା କରିବାକୁ।
ଧର୍ମ କଣ? ଆମେ କଣ ଚୟନ କରୁଛୁ?

ଏବଂ କେତେ ସହଜରେ ବଡ଼ତ୍ୱ ଧ୍ୱଂସକୁ ଯାଇପାରେ।
ରାବଣ କେବଳ ଏକ ଖଲନାୟକ ନୁହେଁ।
ସେ ଥିଲେ ବେଦର ଗଭୀର ଜ୍ଞାନୀ, ଶିବଙ୍କ ଭକ୍ତ, ଏବଂ ବିଜ୍ଞାନ, କଳାର ମହାପଣ୍ଡିତ।

ସେଠାରେ ଜ୍ଞାନ ଥିଲା, ଶକ୍ତି ଥିଲା, ଯଶ ଥିଲା।
ତଥାପି, ସେ ହାରିଗଲେ—ଯେହେତୁ ତାଙ୍କର ଅହଂକାର ଓ ଆସକ୍ତି ତାଙ୍କୁ ଅନ୍ଧା କରିଦେଲା।

ଆମ ଜୀବନରେ କେତେଥର ଏମିତି ଘଟେ?

ଯେଉଁଠି ଜ୍ଞାନୀ ଲୋକ ମଧ୍ୟ ଗର୍ବରେ ବିନାଶ ପାଇଥାନ୍ତି।
ଈର୍ଷ୍ୟା ସମ୍ପର୍କ ଭଙ୍ଗ କରିଦିଏ,
ଅପରିମିତ ଲୋଭ ଓ ଆତ୍ମଗର୍ବ ବନ୍ଧୁତ୍ୱକୁ ଜଳାଇଦିଏ।
ଦଶହରା ଆମକୁ ଶିଖାଏ ଯେ ଧର୍ମ କେବଳ ବଡ଼ କାମରେ ନୁହେଁ—
ଏହା ରହିଛି ଦୈନନ୍ଦିନ ନିଷ୍ପତ୍ତିରେ।
ସତ୍ୟକୁ ବାଛିବା, ସହାନୁଭୂତି ଦେବା,
ଏବଂ ଆତ୍ମ-ନିୟନ୍ତ୍ରଣ ରଖିବା।

ରାମ ଜି ଜିତିଲେ ଶକ୍ତି ଦ୍ୱାରା ନୁହେଁ,
ସେ ଜିତିଲେ କାରଣ ସେ ଧର୍ମରେ ଅଡ଼ିଗ ରହିଲେ—
ଯାହାକି ବେଳେବେଳେ ତାଙ୍କୁ ବହୁତ ବେଦନା ଦେଲା।

ତେଣୁ ଆଜି, ଯେବେ ଆମେ ରାବଣଙ୍କ ଦହନ ଦେଖୁଛୁ, ଆତଶବାଜି ଦେଖୁଛୁ—ମନେ ରଖିବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରିବା:
ଦେମନ୍ ମାନେ କେବଳ ବାହାରେ ନୁହେଁ,
ସେମାନେ ଆମ ମନ ମଧ୍ୟରେ ମଧ୍ୟ ଅଛନ୍ତି—
ଲୋଭ, କ୍ରୋଧ, ଅହଂକାର, ଈର୍ଷ୍ୟା, ଓ ନିୟନ୍ତ୍ରଣର ଆସକ୍ତି।

ଶୁଭ ଦଶହରା। ଜୟ ଶ୍ରୀ ରାମ🔥🌿

02/10/2025

I still remember those evenings in MKCG’s library, where the air was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of ceiling fans. The long wooden tables, scratched with years of anxious students' scribbles, bore witness to my struggles and ambitions. A cup of tea from Siba Canteen sat beside me—warm, milky, with just the right amount of sweetness. It wasn’t just a drink; it was fuel, comfort, and routine. The rhythmic flipping of pages, the hurried whispers of friends discussing MCQs, and the quiet determination in my heart defined those long days .

Fast forward to today, and I find myself in the Gerstein Library. The setting is different—sleek desks, bright lighting, and the soft tapping of laptop keys replacing the scribbles of pens. Instead of tea, a matcha latte sits beside me, its aroma blending with the crisp winter air sneaking in through the doors. My study material has changed too—medical podcasts play through my headphones, and my notes exist in neatly organized digital files instead of worn-out notebooks.

Yet, despite the shift in scenery, the essence remains the same. The same drive, the same hunger to learn, to excel, to push forward. Life has come full circle—not just in the act of studying, but in the emotions tied to it. The dreams of that young medical student in MKCG are the same ones I chase today, just in a different library, in a different part of the world.❤️

14/09/2025

It was a hot, sticky evening🌤️☀️

I was on a ferry, seated next to a tired mother and her little boy, probably around 2 years old.
The child was exhausted, sweating, and crying non-stop.
The mother, clearly overwhelmed, took out her phone and played a video to calm him down.

Just then, an older lady standing nearby said:“Beta, why spoil the child with videos? ⚠️

In our days, we had patience to console children.”
The mother said nothing. I stayed quiet too.

Then, a man nearby turned to the aunty and gently said:“Then why do you carry a smartphone? In your time, women didn’t have one or social media.”

That hit me.‼️

We’re so quick to judge—especially mothers.

Instead of comparing and criticising, how about helping?

I smiled and told the aunty: “You could just lend a hand. That’s what people did in the old days too, right?”

Every parent is trying their best.

There’s no one right way to raise a child.

From an OB-GYN doctor’s Heart 💛

I see it every day.
🤰New mothers walking into the clinic—tired, emotional, carrying their newborn 👩‍🍼in one hand and worries in the other.

Some are struggling to breastfeed.‼️
Some are feeling guilty for using formula.⁉️
Some have toddlers at home too—and are stretched thin between night feeds and tantrums.😌

They ask me quietly↔️Am I doing it right?”
And I always tell them—Any feed is good feed.

You are doing your best. That’s what matters.”
Motherhood isn’t easy.‼️
It’s messy, overwhelming, and full of moments no one sees.

So instead of judging…Let’s support. Let’s listen. Let’s show up for one another.

💛 Be kind.🤝 Be helpful. and ♥️Be human!!

05/09/2025

Teacher’s Day Tribute: A Legacy Beyond Words❤️❤️

On this Teacher’s Day, I want to honour someone who shaped my life more than any formal teacher ever could- Aja, my maternal grandfather.

He was my first mentor, my biggest supporter, and the quiet strength behind every achievement of mine. A government employee and the sole provider for a large family of ten, he lived a life of responsibility and sacrifice.

He lost his wife at a young age, but never let grief harden his heart. Instead, he poured his energy into raising his children and me with love, discipline, and unshakable values.❤️

He taught me mathematics, Sanskrit, and Odia literature. We studied the Mahabharata together not just as a story, but as a guide to life. And in an age before Google, he wrote my debate speeches by hand and rehearsed them with me like it was his own competition.

But his greatest teachings were silent. ❤️

From him, I learnt how to stay calm in chaos, to not respond to negativity, and to keep moving forward even when life tests you. His resilience, patience, and quiet determination became the blueprint I now follow in my own life.

He was always the first person I called—whether it was to share a good grade, an MBBS rank, a residency match, a move to a new country, or any small victory in between. He celebrated each one with the same joy and pride, never asking for anything in return.

Now, as I raise a child of my own, I realise that the greatest teachers are not always found in schools they’re found in the way people live their lives. Aja taught not by instruction, but by example. And through him, I learnt that parenting, teaching, and leading are all about consistency, presence, and love.

Now, though he has grown old and speaks with broken words, he never fails to bless me whenever I call. And I take all the time to lift up his spirits❤️
To Aja - thank you for being my first teacher, my safe place, and my greatest supporter.

Your lessons, your love, and your legacy live on in me every day.❤️

In this picture, one could say Aja’s happiness on my wedding day outshone even mine❤️❤️❤️

31/08/2025

From complicated pregnancies to sweet newborn cuddles ♥️ it’s more than a job, it’s a front-row seat to life beginning🙏♥️♥️

Wrapping up a busy weekend, I suddenly remembered a patient from yesterday’s C-section who wanted to see me. I stopped by her room, checked on her, and of course cuddled her sweet newborn (newborn cuddles are truly one of the best parts of this job).👩‍🍼

👶I asked what they named the baby — my second favorite part ‼️‼️
Then, I noticed the mom setting up a cake. When I asked, she smiled and said, “It’s my birthday. I waited all day to cut the cake with you”

Moments like these remind me why I do what I do. 🌸

When I took up obstetrics, everyone told me it would be hectic — full of long hours and late nights .They weren’t wrong.

But as obstetricians, we witness such raw, real transitions➡️ from anxiety to joy, pain to strength, fear to love.

🧡 We meet women in one of the most vulnerable and powerful phases of their lives.

❤️We walk with them through complicated pregnancies, critical decisions, unexpected turns

It’s humbling. And no matter how exhausted I am at the end of a shift, these moments fill my cup again.❤️❤️

28/08/2025

Two years ago, I landed in North America from Delhi with two suitcases in hand and a head full of dreams.
If you ask me how the transition has been ? An honest answer? Tough. Moving from a life full of backup and familiar support systems to figuring everything out on my own wasn’t easy.

🍳🧽 Household chores like cooking and cleaning? Cooking never bothered me. Back in India, I used to cook most of my meals and food has always been my comfort. Clean eating kept me going, even on the most hectic days.

But what truly motivated me to stay here?
The work culture. The clarity. The autonomy.
For the first time, I feel like I’m allowed to do my job the way I want to with passion, purpose, and peace. There’s room for dialogue, for choice, for rest.

Because I remember my residency days all too!
36+ hour shifts. It’s not always the hard work that we sometimes acknowledge and glorify !
(If you’ve done OB residency at one of the busiest government medical colleges in India — you know what I mean.)

Since the post graduation, I’ve worked in government hospitals, semi-private setups, and corporate healthcares.
Each with its own pace, & expectations!

And that’s why I’m grateful not because it’s perfect here — but because I’ve lived the contrast.

📍More to follow in other posts of mine

22/07/2025

The Power of a Plan B – A Story Close to My Heart

A few weeks ago, one of my cousins called me in tears. She had just received the news that she didn’t qualify for NEET, again—for the second time. Her voice was trembling, filled with sadness and shame. “I feel like a failure,” she said. “What will people say? What will my parents tell others? My dad must be so disappointed in front of his friends.”

After consoling her as much as I could, I gently asked her, “Do you have a Plan B?”

She went quiet. Then she said something that really hit me: “I don’t have one. I can’t imagine myself doing anything else but medicine.”

She then turned the question back to me: “What would you have done if you didn’t get into MBBS?”

That made me pause. I hadn’t thought about it in a while. Years ago, I was in her shoes—preparing for NEET, carrying the weight of expectations as the eldest daughter in a middle-class family. The pressure was very real. Choosing a career wasn’t just about passion; it was also about securing a future, and breaking generational barriers.

But even back then, I always made sure to have a Plan B. Maybe it’s just how I’m wired—I’ve always liked knowing my next best step, even if my first plan didn't work out. My Plan B? To become a physicist. Physics always made more sense to me than biology. I was genuinely interested in it, and I knew I could be happy and successful down that road too.

Interestingly, even after getting into MBBS and navigating adulthood, I never stopped planning for a “next best.” Whether it’s exams like USMLE, where the questions often ask “what is the next best step?”—life is quite similar. There's rarely ever just one right answer. There are alternatives. And sometimes, the 2nd best option turns out to be even better for you.

When I explained all this to my cousin, I saw her expression shift. She paused and said, “I think my 2nd best is doing a MSc in Biotech. I’m curious about it.”
And I smiled and said there u go!

26/06/2025

I’m excited to announce that I became ECFMG certified this past April! Happy to be able to do all the exam requirements with a full time clinical practice under 6 months. I’m grateful for the hard work and support that made this possible ❤️

17/06/2025

Narrating a recent conversation I had with a pregnant woman at the hospital 🏥

If I have a C-section… does that make me less of a mom? 🤰👩‍🍼

👩‍⚕️🩺Me- So, I just want to take a moment to talk about delivery options, especially if a C-section ends up being part of the plan?

🤰Patient: Yeah, I’ve been a little nervous about that... I’ve heard people say it’s not the same as giving birth naturally!!!!

👩‍⚕️🩺Me- (Smiling reassuringly) I hear that a lot, and I want you to know—whether your baby is born vaginally or by C-section, it doesn’t make you any less of a mother. Birth is just one moment. It’s everything you do after that—loving, nurturing, showing up every day—that really defines motherhood.♥️🤰

🤰Patient: That’s good to hear... I guess I’ve been worried about being judged.🥲

👩‍⚕️🩺Me: “You’re not alone in feeling that. But trust me, how your baby comes into the world doesn’t determine your strength or your love. You’re already doing the most important job—caring and planning for your baby. That’s what truly matters….❤️❤️

11/06/2025

LONG POST AHEAD!!!

I was a 17-year-old girl with a simple but powerful dream—to study medicine close to home. In 2008, when competition for public medical colleges was fierce, I was fortunate to secure a fully funded seat at one of the three premier institutions in my state. That moment changed my life. What began as a teenage goal slowly blossomed into a deep, lifelong love for medicine. As I grew within those walls, my ambitions grew too. The girl who once dreamed of becoming a doctor was now imagining herself in a residency program, learning more, doing more, becoming more.

After completing my residency, curiosity tugged at me—what would it feel like to practice medicine outside my comfort zone, outside my state, even outside my country? Like an avid cricket fan wondering how their favorite players perform abroad, I too wondered—could I take my skills beyond borders? With many doubts, “what ifs,” and little support from some around me, I still stepped forward. From Cuttack to Delhi, and then the UK, Australia, and now Canada—each move brought fear, yes, but also growth, discovery, and an unshakable belief in my path.

Today, as I hold my certificate in hand, I think back to the 25-year-old me who dared to step out of her shell. I am reminded that bravery is not the absence of fear, but the decision to move forward anyway. Along the way, I learned not only modern medicine and advanced techniques, but the true meaning of patient-centered care. Each country taught me something new: the discipline of the NHS, the innovation in Australia, the diversity and compassion woven into Canada’s healthcare system.

The journey has been humbling. I’ve treated patients from all walks of life, listened to their fears, held their hands through difficult diagnoses, and celebrated small victories alongside them. I’ve learned that empathy is as vital as knowledge, and that healing often begins with simply being present.

None of this would have been possible without the unwavering support of my family, who have been my constants in a life full of change. I’m equally grateful to my workplace and colleagues who welcomed me, mentored me, and stood by me like a second family.

03/06/2025

On my way back from Ottawa to Toronto, I sat next to a kind-looking woman wearing a thick scarf . We started talking, just normal small talk, where we were going, how cold the morning had been, things like that. After a while, our conversation got deeper.

I try to be nice to everyone, she said. But sometimes I wonder if being nice is always the right thing.!!!

That made me think. I said, there’s a difference between being nice and being kind. Being nice means trying not to upset anyone. But being kind means doing what’s actually good for them, even if it’s not easy!!!

She looked at me and said- like when my coworker was always late with work, and I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings?

“Exactly,” I said. “That’s being nice. But being kind would be gently telling her the truth and maybe helping her improve. For example giving her some constructive advice??

I also told her that I’m a doctor, and in a hospital, this difference is really important. Sometimes, being nice means telling a patient only what they want to hear. But being kind means telling them the truth with care- even if it’s difficult—because it helps them make better decisions and take better care of themselves or their loved ones.

Kindness is honest, while niceness can sometimes hide the truth.

Also, sometimes being too nice can actually be hard on yourself. You say ‘yes’ 👍when you’re tired 😴 , avoid speaking up to keep the peace, and carry the weight of everyone else’s comfort. Over time, it gets exhausting. That’s when we realise : kindness includes being honest with yourself too. Saying no, setting boundaries, and taking care of your own well-being isn’t selfish—it’s healthy. You don’t have to please everyone to be a good person.!!

By the time we reached Toronto, she smiled and said, “I think I’ll try to be more kind, even if it’s harder.” I told her I was working on the same thing❤️

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