EDITORIAL:

India’s killer cough syrup

India cannot claim the title Pharmacy of the World while children die from poisoned cough syrup. Pride means nothing without transparent regulation, lot-by-lot testing, and accountability from factory floor to cabinet table.

THE DEATH OF CHILDREN from toxic cough syrup is not a tragedy that arrived without warning. It is the latest chapter in a preventable saga that stains a country which styles itself the Pharmacy of the World. When parents in Madhya Pradesh and Rajasthan reached for a bottle of Coldrif, they were not gambling. They were following the most basic social contract that medicine will be safe, labelled honestly, and manufactured under standards that mean what they say. The state did not hold up its end.

The facts, as they have emerged, are chilling. Authorities have identified diethylene glycol in Coldrif, a cheap industrial solvent with a long, grim history in pharmaceutical disasters. Early reporting indicates grossly excessive concentrations, orders of magnitude above any safety threshold, and the clinical picture is tragically familiar. Toddlers presented with vomiting, lethargy and then the inexorable slide into acute kidney failure. This is not a mysterious syndrome. It is poisoning camouflaged as care.

India cannot claim surprise. In The Gambia, Uzbekistan and Indonesia, investigations since 2022 have linked paediatric deaths to syrups made in India and tainted with the same glycols. International alerts were issued, supply chains were scrutinised, and yet the underlying pattern inside India was not confronted with the urgency it demanded. When a phenomenon repeats across borders and years, it stops being an anomaly. It becomes evidence of system design.

The system’s design flaws are hiding in plain sight. Oversight is split between a federal regulator and dozens of state authorities whose capacities and incentives vary widely. Inspections are periodic rather than risk driven. Penalties for grievous lapses are meagre, often absorbed as a cost of doing business. Whistleblowers are chilled by the knowledge that some manufacturers enjoy political insulation. Even when batches fail, the response is episodic. Ban the label, raid a warehouse, promise a white paper, then relapse into business as usual.

Industry defenders will point to India’s extraordinary output of affordable generics and to millions whose lives are extended by Indian-made drugs. That contribution is real. It is also precisely why reform cannot be delayed. Leadership in global health is not a press release. It is a chain of custody that can be audited end to end. It is solvents that are pharmacopeia grade, not drum-bottom bargains. It is analytical labs that are funded, staffed, and unafraid of what they will find. It is regulators who measure their success not by the number of factories opened but by the number of tragedies averted.

The cruelty of this moment lies in who suffers. The families in Chhindwara and beyond are not shopping for boutique brands. They rely on public clinics and licensed chemists because that is what life affords them. They cannot quality test a bottle at the counter. They are entitled to trust the seal of the state. When that seal fails, the poorest bury the consequences. This is not only a public health failure. It is a moral failure that converts poverty into risk.

There is a language that creeps into official briefings after every scandal. It speaks of isolated bad actors, of counterfeiters in the shadows, of rogue suppliers who slipped through. The script is tidy and wrong. Contamination on this scale is rarely a single villain. It reflects procurement teams that do not verify incoming excipients to specification. It reflects batch records that are incomplete or falsified. It reflects quality units that are subordinated to production schedules. It reflects auditors who check boxes rather than processes. The label may change. The architecture repeats.

A credible nation would meet this moment with humility and steel. That means a federal moratorium on syrup production at any site that cannot demonstrate validated testing for diethylene glycol and ethylene glycol on every incoming lot of glycerin, propylene glycol and sorbitol. It means an immediate public registry of failed batches with batch numbers, test results, destinations and recall status. It means criminal liability that reaches the boardroom when systemic negligence is shown, not merely the plant manager who signed the batch release. It means protecting and paying inspectors well enough that integrity is a career path, not a moral hazard.

The reform must also be international. Buyers in Africa, the Middle East and South Asia should insist on independently verifiable certificates of analysis from ISO-accredited labs not financially tied to the manufacturer. Development partners should help finance risk-based surveillance in importing countries so that the first detection does not occur on a paediatric ward. International procurement agencies must move beyond lowest-bid reflexes to value assured quality systems. A cheap bottle that kills is not a bargain. It is a crime scene in cellophane.

India’s political leadership has a choice. It can circle the wagons and treat criticism as an attack on national pride. Or it can recognise that pride without safety is a façade. The Pharmacy of the World is a title that must be earned every day by every batch on every line. It is earned by publishing inspection findings, by closing plants that refuse to modernise, by breaking the patronage networks that have turned parts of the sector into garrisons against accountability.

There will be those who call this editorial harsh. Harsh is a mother watching a drip line empty while a child’s kidneys fail. Harsh is a father who did everything right and is told his child died because an unthinkable solvent replaced a regulated ingredient. Harsh is knowing that this lesson was taught in The Gambia, Uzbekistan and Indonesia, and that India still did not learn it at home. Words on a page are not harsh. They are a thin substitute for justice.

The path forward is not a mystery. Test every lot of high-risk excipients before use. Mandate retention samples for every batch and empower independent labs to test them without notice. Publish non-compliance in real time. Expand the regulator’s staff and salaries, then rotate inspectors to break local capture. Tie export licences to demonstrable quality maturity levels, not to lobbying. Create a national indemnity fund for victims financed by a levy on syrup sales, because restitution should not depend on the speed of a criminal trial.

There is a sentence we want to write in a year’s time. It says that India confronted its shame and rebuilt trust with transparency, science and a relentless focus on the child at the centre of the bottle. It says that the Pharmacy of the World is not a slogan but a system, overseen by people who know that every shortcut will eventually find a grave. Until that sentence is true, the claim of leadership is hollow, and the price of that hollowness is paid in tiny coffins.

India can still choose the harder, honourable road. It begins with an admission that the system is broken and that the dead are not an unfortunate headline but a command. Fix it. ∎

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