Dr Isha Gupta Novels & Stories

What have I done? "But why India? There must be many good doctors in London itself, right?" I voiced out my doubt as moving to India from London for Dhriti's treatment sounds unrealistic. "There is but one of grandpa's friends is a specialist who resides in India, Mr. Oleg Kozlov." Was he the one Dhruv was talking to a few days back? I didn't want to leave Dhruv and now when I know that I am going back to the place where my miseries started I want him by my side.

Wish you all the colors of happiness and love✨️🌸🌻❤️ A. Gupta

The door opened and they turned around to see who the doctor was, Vikrant's jaw dropped open when he realized it was Raj's aunt, Dr Durga Goenka. "I hope I didn't..." Dr Durga's voice trailed off mid sentence when she saw who her patient was. "Vikrant?" "Hello, aunt." His throat worked as he swallowed nervously. They weren't ready to let anyone know about the pregnancy yet, but the fact that Dr Goenka was Sarita's doctor would surely pose a problem for them. Dr Durga walked over to take a seat behind her desk, still in shock over seeing Vikrant but she schooled her expression and dismissed whatever thought was running through her mind.

Nazia offered her bed to the senior, who thanked them before going to sleep. When they got back to the class, a dark woman in a light blue sari stood on a platform in front of the benches and tables. She stood until the class was filled with the students. "Hello, everyone my name is Doctor Shruti and for those who missed the morning program, I am the associate professor of the physiology department. Today you won't have any class apart from basic anatomy but we are going to show you the first year departments before the class. Before we do this we all will talk about dress code."

Adhya touched Gauri's feet and nodded at Rudra who just gave a curt nod at her. " Hitler "she murmured to herself. The time for cake cutting came up a beautiful cake was placed in the centre. Ashish requested the devrat to cut the cake. "I will cut it along with my daughter." Ashish signalled adhya to come close to devrat. "No she Is my granddaughter I am talking about my daughter, drishti come beta " Drishti got surprised she hold her tears as all these years she never respected devrat but he is still giving her so much respect.

I said " But I want divorce " behind me Nivi added. Doctor looked at both of us with a smile and then chuckled softly. "And I am not selling divorce here. That's a legal matter and only family court sell such things. Here my job is solving your issues if you have any . " She said " So you might be Siddarth Singh Khurana and she will be Nivedita Siddarth Singh Khurana" she asked " It's Nivedita Varma " Nivi quickly corrected

She was not looking at me. " I am Dr Shruti Singh." She said looking at the table. " Whom were you telling your name??" I asked. " What?? " " Look at me while you are talking to me. Are you talking to my table?? " " Ok, sir !! I am Dr Shruti Singh. " She said glaring at me. Angry bird in action again. " Ok, Hello everyone, as you already know, I am Dr Siddharth Jindal. So, for the next two months, you all will be assisting me. Welcome to the dermatology department. "

saying this Anisha cut the call. Dhruti Khanna, the daughter of Digvijay and Tripti Khanna is a psychiatrist by profession. She works in Apollo Hospital. Her father is a CA. Her mother is a housewife. The bubbly, chirpy girl is very much straightforward and has the guts to open her mouth in every situation. After taking a bath she came out getting ready in red kurti and black leggings paired with a stole. She tied her hair in a braid. 

R I O N A I took a deep breath before pushing the door with the name card saying Dr Krishna Rathore. When I entered the fully air conditioned office, Dr Krishna sat on her seat reading a file but when I entered, her eyes lifted up to meet mine. "Good evening," I greeted with a quick smile. "Good evening, Miss Davis." She greeted with an Indian accent. " Take a seat." She pointed and I sat down. She got up from her seat and moved to a cabinet. Dr Krishna is a thick woman who looked to be in her mid thirties had on an brown to orange colored saree which had patterns on them with a long white coat on top. She's a prime example of an Indian woman.

Just the impression of someone quiet and unremarkable who'd somehow produced remarkable work. She'd been there for maybe a year, and then she'd been gone. But what if… No. That was insane. Dr. Isla Vale was a successful CEO with her own company. She had degrees from MIT, recommendations from Fortune 500 companies, a reputation that preceded her. She couldn't possibly be some junior developer I'd barely noticed years ago. Could she? My phone buzzed again. This time, a text from an unknown number. Looking forward to dinner. —IV