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Read the passage very carefully and answer the questions. 
Good Med Abroad Is Good Med fir Home The directorate General of Foreign Trade (DGFT) has made it mandatory for all cough syrup exporters to have their product tested and certified for quality at specified government laboratories before shipping out export orders. This is welcome. It will begin to repair the reputational damage over alleged Indian cough syrup- related deaths in some countries last year. Safeguarding quality cannot be limited to some products or to exports.
Ensuring quality is the Central Drugs Standard Control Organization's (CDSCO) responsibility, not DGFT's Setting norms for exports is like applying a band-aid to a wound that requires stitches. CDSCO needs an overhaul. In the current fragmented system, quality and standardization are casualties. A modern, Independent, statutory regulatory system that has the capacity to provide oversight to an increasingly complex pharmaceutical industry while protecting public health and patient rights is required. CDSCO is the non- statutory regulator under the health ministry. It has no jurisdiction over State Drug Regulatory Authorities (SDRAS) that are part of state health departments. Each regulatory body acts independent of the other. This must change. The regulatory approach, too, needs to change. Shifting from an overwhelming focus on manufacturing to public health requires putting a doctor in charge, and shifting the regulator with multidisciplinary teams.
India is the third-largest pharma manufacturer, meeting 20% of global generic demand. The $41 billion industry is estimated to grow further -$50-65 billion by 2025, and $120-130 billion by 2030. Ensuring all Indian pharma products meets quality standards will help with public health both at home and abroad, while growing India's pharma footprint.
Read the passage carefully and answer the question. All over the world the wild fauna has been whittled down steadily and remorselessly, and many lovely and interesting animals have been so reduced in numbers that, without protection and help, they can never re- establish themselves. If they cannot find sanctuary where they can live and breed undisturbed, their numbers will dwindle until they join the dodo, the quagga, and the great auk on the long list of extinct creatures. Of course, in the last decade or so much has been done for the protection of wild life: sanctuaries and reserves have been started, and the reintroduction of species into areas where it had become extinct is taking place. In Canada, for instance, beavers are now being reintroduced into certain areas by means of aero plane. But although much is being done, there is still a very great deal to do. Unfortunately, the majority of useful work in animal preservation has been done mainly for animals which are of some economic importance to man and there are many obscure species of no economic importance which, although they are protected on paper, are in actual fact being allowed to die out because nobody, except a few interested zoologists, considers them important enough to spend money on. As mankind increases year by year, and as he spreads farther over the globe burning and destroying. it is some small comfort to know that there are certain private individuals and some institutions who consider that the work of trying to save and give sanctuary to these harried animals is of some importance. It is important for many reasons, but perhaps the best of them is this: man for all his genius, cannot create a species, nor can he recreate one he has destroyed. So until we consider animal life to be worthy of the consideration and reverence we bestow upon old books and pictures and historic monuments, there will always be the animal refugee living a precarious life on the edge of extermination, dependent for existence on the charity of a few human beings.
LAPLOSHKA was one of the meanest men I have ever met, and quite one of the most entertaining. He said horrid things about other people in such a charming way that one forgave him for the equally horrid things he said about oneself behind one's back. hating anything in the way of ill-natured gossip ourselves, we are always grateful to those who do it for us and do it well. And Laploshka did it really well.
Naturally Laploshka had a large circle of acquaintances, and as he exercised some care in their selection it followed that an appreciable proportion were men whose bank balances enabled them to acquiesce indulgently in his rather one-sided views on hospitality. Thus, although possessed of only moderate means. he was able to live comfortably within his income, and still more comfortably within those of various tolerantly disposed associates. 
But towards the poor or to those of the same limited resources as himself his attitude was one of watchful anxiety: he seemed to be haunted by a besetting fear lest some fraction of a shilling or franc, or whatever the prevailing coinage might be, should be diverted from his pocket or service into that of a hard-up companion. 
A two-franc cigar would be cheerfully offered to a wealthy patron on the principle of doing evil that good may come but I have known him indulge in agonies of perjury rather than admit the incriminating possession of a copper coin when change was needed to tip a waiter. The coin would have been duly returned at the earliest opportunity- he would have taken means to ensure against forgetfulness on the part of the borrower - but accidents might happen, and even the temporary estrangement from his penny or sou was a calamity to be avoided. 
The knowledge of this amiable weakness offered a perpetual temptation to play upon Laploshka's fears of involuntary generosity. To offer him a lift in a cab and pretend not to have enough money to pay the fare, to fluster him with a request for a sixpence when his hand was full of silver just received in change,these were a few of the petty torments that ingenuity prompted as occasion afforded. To do justice to Laploshka's resourcefulness it must be admitted that he always emerged somehow or other from the most embarrassing dilemma without in any way compromising his reputation for saying "No". But the gods send opportunities at some time to most men and mine came one evening when Laploshka and I were supping together in a cheap boulevard restaurant. (Except when he was the bidden guest of some one with an irreproachable income. Laploshka was wont to curb his appetite for high living on such fortunate occasions he let it go on an easy snaffle.) At the conclusion of the meal a somewhat urgent messsage called me away and without heeding my companion's agitated protest, I called back cruelly, "Pay my share: I'll settle with you tomorrow." Early on the morrow Laploshka hunted me down by instinct as I walked along a side street that I hardly ever frequented. He had the air of a man who had not slept. 
"You owe me two francs from last night," was his breathless greeting.