Along the Lines of Love | ✓

Chapter 29 : Uncomfortable Experiences

Sorry to keep you all waiting. This chapter may be a little uncomfortable. You're warned!

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Chakke jo do saath chalte hai thode to
Ghisne ragad ne mein chhilte hai thode
Par yun hi to katte hai kachche kinare

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Nikhil had always hated seeing doctors. Being the introvert kind he always kept away from conversations with strangers, and particularly hated to share private details with a stranger, including a doctor. He remembered falling off a bicycle as a child. He had nasty bruises all over his arms and legs. His father had rushed him to the nearby health clinic. He would probably never forget how the nurse had tricked him. Asking him to look at the pictures in a book, she had given him a tetanus shot on his backside.

The memory was embarrassing too.

Growing up Nikhil avoided doctors. By God's grace there was never a need to visit a doctor except the three to four times when he had viral fevers and once a light jaundice.

After asking them wait up, the nurse had led them to different rooms for physical examinations. The doctor who was in his late forties spoke very formally and asked questions about his previous medical history. He then got off his chair with a stethoscope around his neck.

Once he was done, he asked Nikhil to unbutton his shirt explaining the procedure to look for any abnormalities. Up until then Nikhil was cooperative. But when he was asked to strip off his pants Nikhil had stared at him wide eyed, wondering if he was allowed to demand that. Perhaps the doctor had experienced dealing with hesitant patients which is why he had explained the importance of a physical examination to look for abnormalities.

Nikhil had no clue he would have to go commando before a doctor. He was scarred for life. In that half an hour, inside that room, he felt like he had shared his life's deepest secrets with the doctor. He had never imagined to be touched like that by a professional and have his manhood measured.

Nikhil's tension only eased when he was asked to dress up and the doctor informed him that everything was normal. However, his tension sprung back with a bang when the doctor started asking questions about his private parts; it would be euphemism to call them intrusive. No matter how much the doctor tried to convince him that it was normal to have a conversation like that with a doctor, Nikhil couldn't stop feeling abnormal about it. He answered the doctor's questions as promptly and earnestly as he could, wanting the session to be over quickly.

If Nikhil thought stepping out of that room was the end of his troubles, he was wrong. He was led to an adjoining room that had small cubicles and handed a cup in his hand with a sheet of instructions. He was asked to collect his semen.

Presently, Nikhil walked towards the common waiting area. He'd never forget this day. It had tainted his memory forever. He tried his best to appear normal. He was stupid to assume a blood sample and blood pressure was all they'd require to determine everything from platelets count to fertility.

He spotted Sharanya from a distance, as she sat on one of the waiting chairs reading what looked like a brochure. He made his way towards her, glancing at his watch. It had taken him a great deal of time to get himself to produce a sample, thanks to his nervousness and unfamiliar environment.

"Hey," He greeted.

"Hi," she looked up with a smile.

"You're done can we leave?" He asked.