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Chapter 2 Unfair Decision

  • Dr. Samrat Malhotra, dean of Goenka Medical College and Hospital, who follows his principles very sincerely. He believes strict rules and regulations can only make a person disciplined. Hard work, serious attitude and focus can only make an MBBS a good, skilled and successful doctor. In their profession, there is no place for mistake and no room for a second chance.
  • He was always proud of his principles and hard work. That is how he made this hospital the topmost in the entire state, but today something unusual had happened.
  • “What is wrong with you......?” Samrat got cranky seeing the nurse who stopped him for no reason. What is more irritable here is her antics.
  • The nurse was dumbstruck seeing the lipstick mark on Dr. SM’s cheek and unknowingly felt shy. The nurse with a pink cheek and broad smile, she lowered her lashes.
  • “What the hell? Why did you stop me, speak up?” Samrat couldn’t control his temper anymore and yelled at the nurse. The nurse shivered a bit, but Samrat’s loud yell grabbed many passersby’s attention.
  • Whoever stopped, turned or looked at Samrat, now had a broad smile on their faces. People were giggling, hiding their face by their palms while looking at Samrat, but his sharp glare was enough to warn them to behave.
  • The situation was quite bizarre at the main corridor of the hospital, which dragged the senior doctor Isha Grewal’s interest. “What is going on, why is the staff so chaotic here?”
  • By mumbling to herself, Dr. Isha strode towards Samrat and the senior nurse and, just like others, her eyes also wide in shock to see his cheek. This is the least she could expect to see Dr. SM doing something so atypical that too in the hospital.
  • She looked around at the onlookers hiding their faces to giggle, and found the entire situation embarrassing for Samrat. She held his wrist and beckoned him. “Come with me.”
  • They entered the dean’s cabin; Isha had to apply all her controlling power to not to laugh.
  • “Samrat, since when are you in this kind of relationship? At least be cautious before getting into the hospital.”
  • “Cautious? What nonsense are you spitting? Can you be a bit clearer?”
  • Samrat already had a poor start of the day when he collided with an unknown girl. She triggered his anger early in the morning, after that the crazy behavior of the staff and now this absurd riddle of Isha, that’s enough. He burst into anger.
  • “Samrat, how could you come to the hospital with lipstick marks on your face? That’s why the onlookers were looking at you weirdly?” Isha said with an utmost serious face.
  • “Lipstick marks? What the.......” Samrat was shocked. The lipstick mark was completely wiped off a few moments before, wasn’t it?
  • “It’s there.....” Isha pointed towards Samrat’s cheek and covered her face to hide her giggle, which can raise Samrat’s anger to its peak.
  • “How is that pos......” Samrat moved towards his table and his words stuck in his throat when he saw the reflection of a big lipstick mark on his face on the glass table. Now he realized that the little girl tricked him. He balled his fist and slammed it on the table hard.
  • Even though Isha doesn’t know how, but she got that something had happened with Samrat. “Samrat, relax.” She forwarded the box of tissue to him, which he took with a jerk, venting his anger on lifeless stuff.
  • Isha sighed, seeing him rubbing his cheek harshly. “Tell me what has happened with you early in the morning.” She asked calmly, as a good friend, to give him a chance to vent out his anger.
  • Samrat clenched tissues in his fist and sulkily told the entire story, how he ran into a girl who fooled him.
  • Isha couldn’t control herself anymore and burst into laughter. More than this funny story of a prank, she was amused by the girl who had guts to mess with Dr. Samrat Malhotra. If she is from this hospital, then she will be doomed.
  • Samrat got crankier by Isha’s laughter and give her a sharp glare. Just then, a junior doctor, Dr. Kiran Roy, knocked and entered.
  • “Dr. SM, this is the file of this year’s interns, as you had asked for.”
  • Ahh, work is the best distraction for him. Now he will not think about this incident anymore.
  • Samrat took the file, taking a seat on his chair and started flipping the pages, reading the details of the fresh interns.
  • Isha stood beside him and gave a keen look at the intern’s file. After flipping a few pages, Samrat couldn’t help but stopped on a page looking at the passport size picture of a girl, he then read the name Simmi Oberoi.
  • ‘Oh, so, she is Simmi Oberoi, the state topper and the reason of me being the laughingstock in front of the staff of my own hospital.’
  • He pulled the particular form harshly from the file and said, “I am canceling the internship of this particular candidate from this college.”
  • Then he forwarded the file to Dr. Kiran. “Take this file and pin the list of interns on the notice board.”
  • Isha took that form from his hand and said solemnly while looking at the highest grade candidate’s form, “Samrat we can’t do this, this is the list of the finalized interns, she is one of the best candidate of the finalized interns and you know she is a state topper, right?“
  • “So what? Every year, one or the other person holds this position.” Samrat said carelessly.
  • “But everyone does not enroll in our hospital for an internship. After around six years, such a brilliant doctor is going to be a part of Goenka hospital. It’s a moment of pride. We can’t cancel it.”
  • Isha tried to make Samrat understand, but her words fell onto the deaf ears.
  • “I don’t care about it. I am the dean of this college and I can do what I want.” Samrat was adamant.
  • “But Samrat.....” Isha wanted to persuade him but was interrupted by Kiran, “Dr. Isha, why are you interfering with Samrat’s decision? Let him do what he wants.”
  • Kiran is a prominent glib tongue, and she doesn’t know what to speak and when. Isha disliked Kiran’s interference, as being a junior doctor in senior doctor matters.
  • “Address him as Dr. Samrat, not Samrat. Did you get it and you are not to meddle in the management’s business, go and do your duty. Today I have appointed you in children’s ward go and attend to them.”
  • Kiran, who had a feeling for Samrat, looked at him for aid, but found him indifferent. She went from there after stomping her foot.
  • Simmi Oberoi, sister of a great business owner Rahul Oberoi and Pari Singh, daughter of a secretary Vijay Singh, has completed their MBBS together and joined Goenka Medical College and Hospital for an internship.
  • Today, they had dropped by to check on the dates of their internship.
  • Simmi’s eyes were wide seeing the intern’s list on the notice board.
  • “PS, this list is wrong. It’s started from the 2nd position. My name should be on top, but it’s missing.”
  • “Hmm....” Pari hummed while gazing at the list keenly and shocked equally. “Me too, am thinking the same. How is that possible?”
  • “Huh, it’s a biggest hospital in the country and such a silly mistake? They gravely need to work on its management.” Simmi was taking it very casually. The thoughts that her internship could be cancelled couldn’t bother her.
  • “Wait, let me find out the matter?”*
  • By saying this, Pari went from there and came back after 10 minutes.
  • “Simmi dear, this time you messed up. You print a lipstick mark on that suited guy’s face. This is the retribution of your prank.”
  • Simmi’s charming, glowing face had frown lines.
  • “How does my prank affect my internship? What does it have to do with that brainless chicken?”
  • “That brainless chicken of yours is the dean of this hospital, Dr. Samrat Malhotra. The famous doctor SM of the medical world. He was mad at you and poured it out on your internship as a revenge for your prank.”
  • Pari explained it in details but inwardly felt very sorry for her friend, whereas Simmi was still unbothered by this. She was very confident in her skills.
  • “My internship has already been accepted. Now he can’t cancel it.”
  • “But dear, he already has.”
  • “That Dr. HM is getting on my nerves. Now he needs more shock treatment from Dr. Simmi.”
  • After saying this, Simmi marched towards the dean’s cabin, being aggravated, and Pari scratched her head while thinking, ‘Now who is Dr. HM?’