From an early age, Bharadwaja was infatuated with sex. However, given that such an infatuation was considered socially unacceptable, Bharadwaja had learned to keep his love for the Kama Sutra secret. While in public, he was always well mannered and polite. Yet, whenever he would retreat to his bedroom and shut the door, Bharadwaja would retreat to his sexual fantasies. His parents once caught him with a dirty magazine and referred him to see a psychiatrist. After years of behavioral counseling, his parents finally thought they had cleared all of the dirty and sexual thoughts from Bharadwaja's brain. However, rather than being erased, his sexual itch remained hidden, only to return during his medical residency.
When Bharadwaja began his medical career, he was an amazing young doctor. He had learned how to deliver babies very quickly and many of his superiors were quite fond of him. He always showed up early, and he was always the last resident to leave the hospital. He was also very meticulous about his work. What many admired about Bharadwaja was his ability to separate his personal life from his professional life. He seemed to be on the fast track to becoming one of the most well known doctors in the state. That was until he met Ghritachi.
Bharadwaja was at his medicine clinic flying through his patients and charts as he usually had done. As he picked up the chart, he glanced down to view who he was going to do his next pap smear on - Ghritachi Patel. "What a beautiful and unique name," he thought to himself. When he opened the door to greet his new patient, Dr. Bharadwaja was mesmerized. Her hair was black as ebony, her skin glimmered like pearls, and she had the scent of roses that had just bloomed. As he continued to stare, his thoughts, which had been locked away for years, slowly started finding their way out. He began to picture Ghritachi in all sorts of sexual positions. He caught himself and tried to snap himself out of it. "Don't let this happen right now, be professional!" He took a deep breath and then introduced himself. However, his courtesy would not last for long. As he lifted Ghritachi's gown, Bharadwaja could no longer contain himself. His thoughts were clouded by the thoughts of Ghritachi's naked body. Ten seconds later, Bharadwaja got a hold of himself and thought he had snapped out of his trance. When he looked up, he saw Ghritachi standing against the wall, screaming. When he looked down, he soon realized why. Bharadwaja had taken a container and had filled it with his reproductive fluid. Within the container, the fluid slowly began to take the shape of a baby boy. Bharadwaja stood there in shock, and before he could apologize to Ghritachi, he found himself being dragged out of the examination room by security guards.
Bharadwaja tried to explain what had happened, but the hospital did not want to hear excuses. They threw Bharadwaja out faster than a bad tomato. He was left with no job, no money, and an illegitimate son.
Caesar Aryan stared in bewilderment, "You must be kidding me! How unprofessional!"
"Well, there is a lesson to be learned here Dr. Aryan. Never masturbate in public," laughed Big Bertha. "Anyways, now that you know what not to do, I should probably give you a lesson on some of the things that you can expect to see here. For example, did you ever hear about the night Gandhari Bhandari gave birth?"
Sage Bharadwaja. Web Source. Bharadwaja