This is a true story.
After 5 long years of almost continuous studies and a grueling year of internship I was finally going to be a fully-fledged doctor. This made me both elated and got me thinking. I was tired to my bones of the same shit day after day. Don't mistake me. I loved my college life which was full of friends, parties getaways. I enjoyed working hard but I needed a break from familiarity, and wanted to tone down my work from a 90 hour hectic tertiary care hospital to a more relaxed secondary hospital. The second thing I loved was greenery. I needed some mountain air. I decided to work in a hospital in the north east part of India. There were rolling hills covered in green, wide plains, so much water (I come from South India where it is dry and water is mostly dammed up) exotic food and most importantly the girls. Where I come from women wear sarees and various other clothes with the point to keep most body parts closed to the world (within the college we were quite casual but outside very modest). In my new place thighs and cleavage were a normal sight everywhere. I was quite happy to see India gradually becoming more open minded and because of the obvious visual treat.
After I settled into my new quarters I was introduced to my colleagues. Guess what! Unlike the usual story of how you would end up meeting an awesome sex kitten right on the first day, not one of them was unmarried
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