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The electronic screen displayed the number 9. A woman in her early 20s who was wearing a pale yellow kurti teamed with blue leggings looked at the small card in her hands one last time. 'This is it,' she told herself. Then she calmly got up from her seat and walked towards Dr. Manisha Roy's room, her steps assured and her look falsely defiant.
The woman entered the room after knocking the door a couple of times. Dr. Roy was a woman in her mid 40s. She wore a neatly starched Bengal cotton saree. On her nose rested a pair of glasses, the ones with a black frame, which gave her a old school look. She didn't spare the woman in front of much of a glance and asked her to sit down.
She opened a new patient file on her computer. The hospital had implemented a new patient data recording system after a few important patient files went missing last year.. The CEO Avinav Reddy spent nearly 1.5 crores on a new software system. When asked by the board as to why such a big investment was required, he replied 'Instead of keeping the hospital open to any potential lawsuit in the future rising out of any missing patient files, thereby losing crores of Rupees over years, it makes sense to invest in an expensive but efficient software system.' Dr. Roy was impressed with the young man's farsightedness.
Dr Roy finally spared a look at the pale and tired looking girl and immediately turned back to her screen. She was already running late for her next appointment, pleasantries be damned. She had to wind up all her appointments before the weekend, before she could take her much awaited holiday with her family.
She began filling in the details of the patient sitting in front of her and decided to find more about her while doing so.
'What's your name,' Dr. Roy asked. 'Kushi Gupta,' the woman replied. 'Kushi, I'm going to as you a few details before I find out more about your appointment. I need to file these details. Is that okay?' Kushi nodded.
'Age?' '24 years and 2 months old,' Kushi remarked after making a mental calculation
'Title?' Kushi hesitated a little before replying 'Miss'
'Address?' 'No 24, Vasant Kunj Apts, Aurangazeb's Road, Delhi- 11', Kushi replied.
After filling in other mundane details, she finally turned her chair towards the girl in front of her and brought her glasses back so that they would rest on her eyes. 'So Kushi, how can I help you today,' Dr. Roy asked.
Kushi started nervously fiddling with the hem of her kurti. Dr Roy could see that Kushil was shivering a little. At that very moment, she knew why Kushi had come to consult her. In the 20 years of her professional experience she wasn't new to such nervousness displayed by some of her 1st time patients.
Kushi finally decided this had to be said, she had to get this out of the way. She could no longer delay the inevitable.
She took a deep breath and said 'I need an abortion.'
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