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Attached Song - STAY
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   [ Surfraaz Mehta ]

| A/N - Bhai or behno, comment karne me kya hi sharmana. Do it, do it. I'll be waiting. |

 "Doctor, can I have a word with you?" A lady rudely interrupted me while I was talking to one of my newly joined juniors, advising him how to manage stress. He was assisting me today during the patient's round, and I distinctly saw him being too nervous and anxious.

I excused myself from Rashid, my new junior to tend to the patient's attendant.

"Yes?", I replied instantly.

"We want a discharge." She replied arrogantly.

"Sorry, what?" I wanted to confirm.

"It's been ten days, my brother has been admitted here. You people are just delaying his surgery. It has already been postponed twice. We can't wait any longer. We want a discharge from this hospital." She argued in a raised tone as the nurses tried to tone her down for talking with me that way.

"Your patient, Mr. Arpan, right?" I asked.

"Yes," She said.

"Mr. Arpan's surgery has been scheduled for tomorrow in the second shift. We conduct infection-related surgeries in the afternoon. By the way, you don't need to worry it's not even an emergency surgery. " I informed her politely.

"Whatever may be the reason, I can't stay here till tomorrow. I'm sick of this hospital. There's nothing proper here. I'm afraid my brother's health will degrade here. We urgently want a discharge." She was adamant.

"We are here monitoring his health. We need to conduct the emergency surgeries first before the intermediate ones. He is fine, and it's just a small procedure that'll be done by 4:00 pm tomorrow, most probably. He can even get discharged after 4 days post operation if no risks are involved." I tried to change her mind.

"You just have the single motive to widen our bills. None of you care about our patients' health."

"Ma'am, you need to realise your brother is not the only patient here. We need to see thousands of other patients too, who are far more critical than him. And we know who needs the treatment first on an emergency basis and which patient's surgery can be delayed. All of us work hard day and night to serve you; if you can't keep your patience with our time management, it won't be possible. Please cooperate." I explained patiently.

"It's my decision. We don't want to stay here. So, you are bound to give us a discharge." She blatantly pointed her finger at me.

"Arrange their discharge papers. Let them go, we don't want drama here." I told my juniors.

Forgetting that matter, I occupied myself in other work and moved to the ground floor to grab a coffee from the canteen during my 3:00 pm break time.

I was sipping my black coffee, when the HOD's peon came to me.

"Surfraaz sir, you have been summoned by the HOD and the board of directors." He told me. I nodded, throwing my half-empty paper cup in the dustbin.

I walked to the HOD's cabin as the P. A of HOD, Agni Sir paced to and fro outside the room.

"Man, where were you? There's a storm blowing inside because of you." He vented in exasperation.

"For me?" I asked gobsmacked.

"Come, let's go inside." We entered inside, and I heard loud banging from inside the room.

"How dare he disrespect my wife? I'll see how this hospital runs." A bulky and plump man shouted.

"He is a prime member of the state secretariat, Uttarakhand. He is compelling the board of directors to oust you and cancel your license." He said, shocking me.

"But, why?" I whispered.

I mustered all my courage and strolled inside because I knew, I did nothing wrong.

"Good afternoon sir. Did you call for me?" I said courteously, then posed my question.

"Dr. Mehta, why was Mr. Kumar's surgery delayed?" Our HOD asked me. He was squirming in his seat, under the menacing scrutiny of the officials.

"Sir, Mr. Kumar was admitted on the 10th of this month. His condition isn't critical, it's just a slow, persistent, dormant infection in his coronary artery. His operation was scheduled for 14th. However, due to mass casualty, his operation was cancelled, and ten were rescheduled for ED on the 16th, but on that morning, the surge was more prolonged than expected. Hence, his operation was called off again. We rescheduled it again tomorrow." I gave them an overview of the situation, and he nodded.

"Sir, he is one of the best surgeons here. We are sorry for the delay but he will make sure that your brother-in-law's operation takes place tomorrow. Please, let's dissolve the matter here." HOD sir sided with me, as that man glared at him.

"Still, he shouldn't have disrespected my wife in front of everyone. What about that?" That man banged the desk as the men accompanying him made him sit.

"Sir, With due respect, I said nothing disrespectful to ma'am. She wanted his discharge, but I politely tried to explain to her. Still, she was stubborn about getting her brother discharged from the hospital, so I granted the discharge. But, was your wife right at bashing me?" I countered back before the HOD sir could say anything. Sir was now on the verge of passing out after my great articulation. He was perspiring profusely.

"If you don't believe me, please check the CCTV of the J1 ward," I suggested, and HOD instantly complied with my suggestion.

We moved to the control room of the hospital as the CCTV footage of the morning rounds played on the screen as per HOD's order.

HOD sir looked relieved as he finally breathed for the first time after the video was initiated. The bulky man looked offended. He apologised to me for his wife's behaviour, too. Still, he looked unconvinced.

"Can you have a short talk alone?" The bulky man proposed to our HOD. I exited the room with the P.A.

We waited outside as I saw the numbers blinking and changing on my smartwatch. I had 3 more surgeries scheduled for today.

"Come in." HOD sir called us.

The bulky man came across as he was exiting the HOD's cabin as we entered.

"Sir, I am sorry if I offended you. I have been working constantly for the last 30 hours. But I didn't complain because I knew that if I postponed one surgery today, I'd have to overwork tomorrow for tiresome hours. It isn't fun for us to postpone surgeries, but it's a compulsion.  We are humans; we need rest, too. It isn't too difficult to understand." I genuinely poured out my emotions.

"I understand. I am sorry." He mumbled before exiting.

I went into the HOD's cabin. He looked calm, but I knew he was writhing in stress inside, seeing how tense his body was.

"Dr. Mehta, you are one of our best surgeons. We are proud of you." He commenced, but I had a bad feeling already about where this was going.

"Thank you, sir." I showed my gratitude. It was an achievement to receive a compliment from your mentor.

"Let me complete." He sternly cut me off. I nodded meekly.

"But, I am sorry to inform you. You are banned from entering the O.T. for the next 12 hours." He informed me as the ground beneath my feet bequeathed.

"But- How can you do this? What about today's scheduled surgeries?" I fumbled. I was detained temporarily for an arrogant lady's complaint and a nuisance created by an illiterate pathetic government official.

"Your today's surgeries are already handed over to other surgeons. You don't need to take care of them. They are already taken care of." He curtly replied.

"Sir, But- I was proved innocent just now." I tried again.

"No questions. You are dismissed." He roared in his ultimate tone of finality.

I felt broken. Work was my only escape, and now it was gone, too, for the next half of the day. I had no thoughts on what to do. I furiously left his cabin, banging his cabin door. I cared the least; what would he think?

I took long strides to my cabin as I felt an urge to sit alone. I paced my cabin and tired, I laid on the couch. I was bored out of my wits as stress was clutching my head. I felt worthless.

Without wasting any time, I left for home. I glanced at the OT to see Dr. Arora entering inside to handle my share of surgeries.

"You are such bad luck," I said to myself.

I drove slowly because I knew the house would be empty now, and I would feel no better going to that barren house, bare of happiness and full of arguments.

Rounding around half of the city, I reached home at 6:45 pm. I saw two cars already parked in the parking lot.

"Who would be at home?" I wondered.

The evening was still a tempered white canvas with threaded colours of indigo, orange and purple. The little marigolds in our garden welcomed me with full-blown smiles. My ears heard some loud chortles as my footsteps stepped towards the door. I twisted the knob and went inside, sealing the door.

"Come again someday with Tarun." I heard her voice as I saw her sitting on her usual chair at the dining table, eating dinner, perhaps.

I saw a man occupying my usual chair beside her at the dining table. It was Tushar again. If he could occupy my chair in this house, it wouldn't be difficult at all for him to take my place in her life. They hugged as she came to see him off. She never invited anyone, whenever I was home. But the first time I came home on time, I found her having dinner with her friend. That too, another man.

After he left, she finally noticed me. Maybe, I was invisible and insignificant to her a moment ago. I shouldn't care anymore. I pacified my heart as I fisted and clenched my jaw.

"You came home early?" Neha trailed behind me, inquiring. I was irritated enough so I kept silent to not release all my frustrations on her.

"Three cups of coffee, please." I requested. I changed into my fresh clothes as my eyes often wandered to the clock and seldom wavered towards my white coat. The time was too slow as it felt ages that just five minutes took to pass. I had to wait another 6 hours to resume my scheduled surgeries. Thereafter, my mind wandered towards the door to see if she had arrived.

Soon, I heard her footsteps, followed by the creaking sound of the door. I still waited deep down for a day; she would fall for me, but I didn't know if it was possible.

Awaiting a new day is so tough nowadays when you know nothing will change. Your hope is shattered millions of times, and your faith is tested quite frequently. It's assiduous to maintain your faith in yourself when you are melting each day crumb by crumb, inch by inch. No one's there to support you, and none feels your pain. Life seems haphazard and uncertain, yet you have this dwindling ray of hope blazing inside at some corner of your heart that you can't access.

Depression is waving at you every day as words scantily come out of you. Nothing seems fresh, like a stale bread served on your food plate that you can't eat for its pungent smell, even though you're famished.

Life has never been a bed of roses, neither it would be one day. It's just thorns and only thorns pricking you, penetrating you and paining you each moment. Each moment, where hope seems exotically precious and pain sees you often. Your soul succumbs to such a condition where you don't feel like you, hope dies, and faith is alive with nothing to hold onto. You feel empty; bare of life, thrill and love.

As I was drowned in the syrup of my thoughts, she came into my room with three cups of caffeinated drinks.

"You look stressed?" She volunteered to serve me, and I found myself gawking at her. She was only in a bathrobe and I could feel my raging urge to ravage her.

"Why are you dressed in a bathrobe?" I asked, on the verge of losing control over my manly urges.

"You already know." I heard her whisper as her hand quivered, taking out my socks. She stared at my eyes, engrossed in observing her moves. Her fingers unbuttoned my shirt without trembling this time as she settled on my lap; her eyes gazed into me while her toe drew circles on my ankle.

I discarded my shirt and let the floor take care of it. Moving at 45 degrees, I laid down on the couch, my head resting on the handrest as she still sat on me, her legs dangling on each side of my torso. Her fingers hesitantly traced the zip of my cargo pants.

"Mind to tell, what are you trying to do?" I inquired as I cupped the back of her neck, but unexpectedly her lips captured my lips hungrily, her lower body grinding against mine.

(mature content alert!)

Her nose was rubbing on mine, when she murmured, "I want to ease your mind. Not for any offer but because I want to. Let me do it". She kissed my cheek as her hands reached down to my pants zip. She unzipped and unbuttoned my pants, pulled them out, and finally I was only left in a boxer.

I pulled on her bathrobe as it fell loose off her body. Her breasts bounced with her movement above me. She inclined over me as I blew air lightly on her breast, which caressed the skin of her breast, making her shudder.

"Gentle or rough?" Her palm stamped on my bare chest as I squeezed her nipple between the vertex of my index and middle finger and then, encircled my thumb and forefinger on her right nipple as her nipples turned red.

"Your wish." She let out a husky breath as I took her nipple into my mouth, my teeth gently grazed her as her nipple swelled. My lips kissed her buds tenderly and her fingers ran on my hair, moaning fervently.

I groped her hip as I made her sit on my stomach, my nose nuzzled in her neck cavity, and my lips bit on her skin sans the use of my teeth. She raised herself, and my bearded cheek glided over her soft cheek as she proceeded to nibble and suck on my neck, her palm clutching my tricep.

My left hand clamped on her breast as my right hand groped her hip, while she slid to grind forth my clothed shaft.

"Bed or here?" I plunged my thumb into her panty and touched her gently.

"Be-ed." She stammered as two of my fingers rammed into her rapidly.

"Slow down." She squeaked as her scapula flexed, her grip on my back tightening as she sat on my crossed legs. I continued ramming into her at the same rate.

I pulled my fingers out of her passage as she was close. I discarded my boxer as she ditched her panty. I sat on the couch with her, settled on my folded legs, her legs hugging my hips as I looked at her tensed body.

"Guide me in," I instructed while, she looked at me, puzzled.

Her sweaty palm touched my shaft and I felt a sensation shivering my body as a groan escaped from me. She stroked my shaft as she looked at me again.

She sat on my lap, her chest compressed to mine. I blinked at her, assuring her as she held and ushered my shaft inside her depth. Her back arched as she moaned. She hopped on my shaft as I pulled her legs and wrapped them firmly around my hips.

I took hold of the pace as I held her by her waist, diving into her depth deeper with every thrust. She arched back more as she laid back on the couch, I rested my body on my knees as I inclined towards her laid frame. My right thigh was placed on her left thigh as I placed her right leg over my shoulder to explore deep inside her, stretching her muscles as she moaned out shrilly. In between the thrusts, I groped her breast and spanked her gently. She was so responsive.

"Faster." Her nails clawed my arm as I pulled out again.

"Just a little longer." Her thighs were pressed together as she clutched the couch. I carried her to the bed.

"Sleep on your stomach." I slipped a pillow under her stomach and climbed on her.

I licked the junction of her neck as my tongue tasted her skin. My lip feathered her spine and my hand glided over her even skin over and over again. I held her thigh as I parted her legs, touching her clit gently as she moaned. I slapped her hip again.

Taking a few drops of water-based lube, I rubbed it on my shaft. I thrust into her passage as her walls tensed up against me in her. I slipped my hand above the pillow to raise her hips as my palm felt her smooth skin and inched ahead to squeeze her breast as I breathed her body scent.

"Tell me" " she mumbled as my pace slowed.

"Hmm?"

"How was your day?" She asked as I latched my fingers in the gaps between her fingers.

"The worst" I grunted, plunging deep inside her.

"Why?" I sighed, pulling out of her. Making her lay on her back, I kissed gently over the skin, where her heart resided.

"I've been banned O.T. for 12 hours." I drowned on her neck as she wrapped her arms around my back firmly.

Her fingers cupped my chin as she raised my face to face her. I swam in the ocean of her dilated chocolate brown eyes. Her palm held my face with care as her lips brushed my lips, smothering kisses softly, passionately locking her lips with mine and assuring me of her presence as her palm moved along the ridges of my neck. I levelled up my pace as I rammed into her in the revved-up velocity as I drank her moans with our lips engaged in a sensual overlapping.

"I can never get enough of you." I groaned.

I flooded her with my warm juices as she came along with me. My shaft twitched inside her, releasing my seeds slowly into her, mingling with her juices. She embowed her back, exhaling heavily, her lips parted as she writhed in pleasure underneath me.

"Thank you." I stayed inside for a few minutes cuddling her and patting her back.

"Let me clean you," I whispered as I pulled out of her, got off her and unlatched my hand from her.

"I love you" She uttered, gazing at me.

I seemed to have misheard her sentence. So, I thought of asking again.

"You said something?" I asked, my heart palpitating faster.

"Water", She pointed to me. I handed her the water bottle as I strolled to the washroom to bring a wet towel. That must've been a hearsay!

Cleaning ourselves and replacing the sheets on the bed, we slept. In a few minutes, I felt her shaking my shoulder as I was sleeping, facing the opposite side.

"Uh- turn to this side." She said. I complied by facing her.

"Come closer." She sighed as I dubiously gawked at her. I followed her words by moving closer. She was dressed in her shorts and a loose tee. She pulled me further as she rested her left leg on my waist and snuggled more into me.

"It's better." She chirped, giving me a chaste peck. I was indeed better. A lot better. But, for how long?

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"Neha" I called out her name as I knocked on her door.

Her head plopped out of the door as she opened the door to let me in. The room was as if a huge catastrophe hit it just a moment ago.

"I-I came to give this." I forwarded the emergency pills to her. Her eyes scanned at it as they instantly rose above to look at me.

"Contraceptive pills?" She stared into me as I nodded.

"We didn't use protection yesterday," I told her.

"Keep it with you." She mumbled, handing over the pills on my palm.

"What if you get pregnant?" I questioned. I was in no mood to deal with another mess in my life.

"But, Why don't you want me to get pregnant?" She retorted.

"Neha, you are going overboard. We are not like any other married couple. We are already in a messed-up whirlpool of circumstances. How can you even think of dragging an innocent heart into our mess? It would be ridiculous. You can't get pregnant." I spoke up as her bowed eyes shot to gaze into my eyes. There was a pregnant pause.

"If we were a normal married couple, would you've wanted me to bear your children?" I heard her ask as her eyes shone with anticipation.

"I would've loved to," I replied.

"But, everything doesn't happen as we wish." I expressed.

"Would you give me another chance if I ask you to? Would you love me the same as you did before and not talk to me as if you don't know me?" Tears streamed down her cheek as she sought an answer from me.

"No. I won't." I curtly replied as she stared dead at me.

"You won't?" She repeated.

"You know, I am stupid. I can be irritating, but who would help me out if you won't be there with me?" She blabbered.

"Your dad would have many better candidates than me. Choose one out of them. You won't even remember me and I won't remember you either." I shrugged, nonchalantly. It was only my heart, which twisted and constricted my pain inside its rhythm.

"Would you get married too?" She asked me as I poured water in a tumbler for her.

"Why wouldn't I? I will get married again to a sweet, simple and educated girl. She needn't be a doctor, but should value me, respect my opinions, love me, give birth to our child and help me in raising our little family." I described everything, I wanted to feel with her.

"Will you be happy with her?"

"Happiness is derived, not bought. I will try my best to keep her happy and would expect the same." I replied.

"Will you love her more than me?" She looked at me expectantly. I could feel her heart palpitating faster.

"I will." I voiced out, quite instantly.

I held the glass tumbler, filled with water near her lips to feed her the pill, but she shook her head negatively.

"Don't worry. I won't get pregnant. I guess, I got my periods an hour back." She said, playing with the border of her saree.

"You should've told me. I was already running late and here my time got wasted unnecessarily." I tried to fake irritation not to let her think that I was affected anyhow.

"If I had told you, you wouldn't have been sitting and talking with me. Still, I am sorry for wasting your time." She glanced at me, her lips muttering words under her breath.

For two postponed surgeries of the last time, I had a hectic day managing everything. I was arranging my table when my phone rang.

"Yes?" I received the call without seeing the dialer's name.

"Dr. Mehta, someone is here to meet you." The guard informed me.

"Let him/her in."

"Srav", I heard her in a sweet, melodious voice. Being called by this name felt so old now.

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