Updated On: 13 April, 2025 07:28 AM IST | Mumbai | Spandana Bhura
Dance, music, and some dhol tasha—brave Mumbaikars and their caretakers are showing us that Parkinson’s is not a death sentence. If you hold the fort, and gather tools, you don’t just survive, but thrive

Over the last 25 years, the Nenes have learned how to live with Parkinson’s—Govind as the patient, and Geeta his caregiver. Pic/Anurag Ahire
Last week, as the World celebrated Parkinson’s Day, 67-year-old Borivli resident, Geeta Nene found herself reflecting on the journey she and her husband Govind have been on for more than two decades. The turn of the new millennium brought with it changes they hadn’t anticipated. Govind began complaining of tremors, aching limbs, and a heaviness in his body he couldn’t explain. Alarmed, they visited a doctor—only to be met with a diagnosis of Parkinson’s Disease.
“We had no idea what Parkinson’s even was,” Geeta recalls. “It started with his legs shaking, then eventually, both his hands. It was painful to watch him struggle. But it is what it is. Over the last 25 years, we’ve both learned how to live with Parkinson’s—he as the patient, and me as his caregiver.”