Vishal Vanne: Demonic doctor confesses to rape, wanted to make dad proud

Dr Vishal Vanne wanted to make his daddy proud and said as much on his Facebook profile. It looked like he was well on his way. Barely 27 years old, he was working as the resident doctor at Lotus Hospital in Vashi. On the personal front, too, he seemed to be on his path to achieving the middle-class ideal of a ‘well-settled’ life, albeit with a rather illiterate student who happened to be studying in California. Well, perhaps things weren’t quite as peachy on that front. Further investigations of both their public social networking profile revealed that the girlfriend wasn’t entirely delighted with the way her beau demonstrated his affections.She even left this message on her profile on July 20: I hate people publicly showing for thr so called attention……nw that one’s fr u VISHAL..better watch it. In Dr Vanne’s public profile, he takes a stand against deforestation, but perhaps the same principles didn’t apply to deflowering.

In any case, Dr Vishal Vanne probably ‘watched it’ with his vigilant girlfriend from that point on, but he certainly didn’t extend the same courtesy to a woman who was rushed into his hospital on the night of October 17. Dizzy and in a confused state after falling sick at a Durga Puja Pandal, the 30-year-old woman was taken to the intensive care unit of Lotus Hospital, where the ‘healing hands’ of Dr Vanne awaited her. Little did she know that her nightmare was only just beginning.

If this NDTV report is to be believed, Dr Vanne was having a relatively easy night at the hospital. Instead of refreshing his knowledge with Gray’s Anatomy, however, he decided to get his anatomical instructions from porn clips on his mobile phone. Creepy, yes, but still not a big deal.

When the patient was brought to him, the good doctor decided to give her a saline drip (perhaps that’s a euphemism in his book) and declared she needed his care. Alone. The female nurse on duty, therefore, was dispatched from the room. Then, it was time for some TLC, Dr. Vanne style. As the porn flicks he so lovingly perused might have put it, it was time to administer a meat injection.

How that awful Saturday night passed for the victim, it is impossible to fathom. Weakened and terrified, she did not raise an alarm while Dr. Vanne assaulted her. The next morning, however, she told her horrified husband everything. As is to be expected, the hospital tried to cover up the little ‘mishap’ but this time the effort failed. Her husband explained that she had been sedated and was afraid Vanne would strangle or smother her and pass off her death a an outcome of her illness.

More tellingly, however, medical reports confirmed that she had been sexually assaulted. In addition, there was semen recovered from her clothes, his stinking underwear and the bedclothes. To top it all off, Vishal Vanne confessed to his crime. He was duly carted off to jail and the hospital slapped with a show-cause notice. The only question we’re left with is why. The ready answer is that Vishal Vanne was a sexually frustrated pervert and hypocrite who happened to be a doctor who thought he could play god.

It looks like his girlfriend is still praying for him if this nearly undecipherable October 19 message on her public Facebook profile is to be believed: when temple was 2 mins walk away never made an attempt to visit bhagwan n nw here in US,changed 2 buses,travelled 2 hours to visit bhagwan……..hey bhagwan

But here’s my prescription (humane version) for Dr. Vishal Vanne: Chemical castration.


Deepti Wadhwa jumps to her death, Facebook profile hints at depression

Deepti Wadhwa in happier times

Deepti Wadhwa in happier times

A clear-cut case of depression leading to suicide? Or was something even darker behind the death of Deepti Wadhwa. The only clue she left for the world was written on her Facebook page two days before her death. Then, there was the matter of the mysterious man at her gate. But first, here’s what happened.

There’s something awful about night shifts. It can get under your skin when you live out of sync with everyone around you, your rhythms are so different from the rest of the world, you feel permanently jetlagged. Studies, in fact, have shown that shift timings can do serious damage to those who are prone to depression. And when the cold, grey mist of a Delhi December descends, it can feel a whole lot worse.

If twenty-something Deepti Wadhwa was feeling the strain, her colleagues at Tech Mahindra didn’t think see it. They used words like ‘happy’ and jovial’ to describe her. In the intervening night of December 23, Deepti worked as usual in her capacity as a Tech Mahindra call centre team lead. Not the most cheery job in the world, but it was the holiday season and the pretty, intelligent young woman seemed to be in good spirits.

At around 5.30 to 6 am, Deepti finally got home to Paschim Vihar from her gruelling night shift. Her mother fussed around her and made sure the growing girl had a glass of milk. A few minutes later, Deepti told her mother that she needed to go out for some air. She hopped into the family’s Wagon R and that was the last time her any of her loved ones saw her alive.

Driving via Punjabi Bagh, Deepti drove to the Moti Nagar flyover. She stopped and punched in a few quick messages — to her brother, sister and friend Tarun Sachdeva. They all said the same thing: I am sorry. It was about 7.10 when Deepti got out of the car, slamming the door behind her. She didn’t switch the lights off, and left her keys and cellphone behind. She wouldn’t be needing them anymore. According to an eyewitness she quickly made her way to the edge of the flyover and plunged to her death.

What could have led to this? There’s one cryptic hint in Deepti’s Facebook profile that all was not well with her. While most of her previous posts had been limited to friendly comments on the photographs of her friends (and one ‘awesome day’ she recorded as recently as November 7), she sounded disturbed on December 21, two days before she took her life:

deepti's facebook screenshot

Screenshot of Deepti Wadhwa's Facebook wall, including her last comment

” One should always think deep before doing anything, as once its done, u really can’t undo it…”

What could be so terrible? Was she being blackmailed? Was she wracked with guilt about something? As of this writing, the police maintains that she was not romantically linked with anyone. Nonetheless, a mystery remains. Around the time of her death, a man came looking for her. The reports are conflicting: While this one claims he came to the gates of her Noida office, this one states that he arrived at her home. He must have been pretty frantic if he was trying to search her out so early in the morning.

There are many questions. Was Deepti trying to flee her visitor? Could this person be her friend Tarun Sachdeva? After all, the two seemed close going by their Facebook interactions and he was one of the three people she sent her goodbye message to. last I checked, he was playing Farmville on Facebook, but I’m no one to judge. I have a feeling that there’s a lot more to this case. So, watch this space.

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