14-09-2025, 01:13 PM
The Maharaja's Midnight Whisper
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(Scene 1) - [b]The Vaidya's Suckling[/b]
Kavi enters. The King is sitting calmly, looking contemplative. The wild energy of the previous day is gone, replaced by a quiet intensity.
Maharaj Adarsh: "Kavi. I feel… cleansed. The last story was a storm, a beautiful, filthy storm. It has washed through me and left me quiet."
Kavi: "I understand, Maharaj. A new story begins."
Kavi's voice becomes calm and clinical, matching the new theme.
Kavi: "This story is called The Vaidya's Suckling."
Kavi: "A young woman named Anjali is in her bed. She has a high fever. Her new baby is sleeping in another room. Her mother-in-law is worried. Anjali's breasts are the problem. They are very large, and they are swollen and hard as rocks. She cries every time she moves."
Kavi: "The family calls for Vaidya Suresh. He is the best physician in the area. He is known for being very professional and very skilled. He arrives at the house."
Vaidya Suresh: "I am here to see Anjali. Where is she?"
Kavi: "He is brought to her room. He sees her in the bed, pale and sweating."
Vaidya Suresh: "Leave us. I must examine the patient in private."
Kavi: "The mother-in-law leaves, closing the door. Suresh turns to Anjali."
Vaidya Suresh: "Tell me your symptoms."
Anjali: "I have a fever, Vaidya-ji. And my breasts… they hurt so much. I cannot feed my baby. They are full of lumps. They are on fire."
Vaidya Suresh: "I see. I must examine you. Take off your blouse."
Anjali: "But…"
Vaidya Suresh: "Do not be shy. I am a physician. This is necessary."
Kavi: "Anjali slowly unbuttons her blouse. Her hands are shaking. She takes it off. They look very swollen and tight. Her breasts are free. They are very large, with dark nipples, and the veins are blue under the skin."
Vaidya Suresh: "Lie back."
Kavi: "She lies back. He comes to the side of the bed. He puts his cool hand on her hot skin. He begins to feel one of her breasts."
Anjali: "Ah! It hurts."
Vaidya Suresh: "Be still. Yes, I feel them. The milk ducts are blocked. The tissue is inflamed. This is a serious condition. If we do not clear the blockages, the fever will get worse."
Kavi: "His fingers press and probe her breast, all over. He does the same to the other one. His touch is firm and professional. But it is still a man's hands on her naked breasts."
Anjali: "What can you do? Is there medicine?"
Vaidya Suresh: "I will give you herbs for the fever. But the cause of the fever is the milk. It is trapped. It must be removed. Immediately."
Anjali: "The baby is too weak. He cannot drink it all."
Vaidya Suresh: "I know. The blockages are too deep. The milk must be drawn out with force. It can be done by hand, but that will be very painful for you. The best way… the most effective way… is by mouth."
Anjali: "By mouth?"
Vaidya Suresh: "Yes. A strong mouth can create a suction that the baby cannot. It can pull the blockages free and drain the breast completely. It is a medical necessity. And I must be the one to do it for you."
The King does not move. He is barely breathing.
Anjali: "You… you will do that?"
Vaidya Suresh: "I am your physician. Your health is my only concern. This is the best prescription. Do I have your permission to proceed?"
Kavi: "Anjali is scared, but she is in so much pain. She nods her head."
Anjali: "Yes, Vaidya-ji."
Vaidya Suresh: "Good. Relax. This may be uncomfortable at first, but then you will feel great relief."
Kavi: "He leans over her on the bed. He takes her right breast in his hand. He lowers his head. He takes her dark, swollen nipple into his mouth. He begins to suck. Hard."
Anjali: "AH! That hurts!"
Vaidya Suresh: "Breathe. It will pass."
Kavi: "He keeps sucking. A moment later, she feels a release deep inside her breast. A stream of warm, thick milk shoots into his mouth. The pain begins to fade."
Anjali: "Oh… oh… that feels… better."
Kavi: "He continues to suck, draining all the trapped milk. Her breast becomes soft in his hand. The pain is gone, replaced by a strange, tingling pleasure. He pulls his mouth away."
Vaidya Suresh: "One is clear. Now the other."
Kavi: "He moves to her left breast. He takes the nipple in his mouth. This time, it does not hurt. It feels… good. She moans softly as he sucks the milk from her. She feels the fever starting to cool. A different kind of heat is starting in her belly."
Kavi: "He finishes. He sits up. Her breasts are soft and empty. But her nipples are very hard. She is breathing fast. Her pain is gone, but a new ache has begun, lower down."
Vaidya Suresh: "The blockages are clear. The fever should go down now. The suction was successful."
Kavi: "He looks at her. He sees her flushed face. He sees her hard nipples."
Vaidya Suresh: "It seems the procedure has had… a side effect. Your body is still hot, but not from the fever."
Kavi: "His eyes move down her body. He can see the dark, wet patch growing on her salwar, between her legs."
Vaidya Suresh: "And I am a physician who believes in treating all of a patient's symptoms."
Kavi: "And that is where we will pause, Maharaj. Until tomorrow."
Characters:
- Maharaj Adarsh: The King.
- Kavi: The Storyteller.
- Anjali: The lactating woman.
- Vaidya Suresh: The physician.
(Scene 1) - [b]The Vaidya's Suckling[/b]
Kavi enters. The King is sitting calmly, looking contemplative. The wild energy of the previous day is gone, replaced by a quiet intensity.
Maharaj Adarsh: "Kavi. I feel… cleansed. The last story was a storm, a beautiful, filthy storm. It has washed through me and left me quiet."
Kavi: "I understand, Maharaj. A new story begins."
Kavi's voice becomes calm and clinical, matching the new theme.
Kavi: "This story is called The Vaidya's Suckling."
Kavi: "A young woman named Anjali is in her bed. She has a high fever. Her new baby is sleeping in another room. Her mother-in-law is worried. Anjali's breasts are the problem. They are very large, and they are swollen and hard as rocks. She cries every time she moves."
Kavi: "The family calls for Vaidya Suresh. He is the best physician in the area. He is known for being very professional and very skilled. He arrives at the house."
Vaidya Suresh: "I am here to see Anjali. Where is she?"
Kavi: "He is brought to her room. He sees her in the bed, pale and sweating."
Vaidya Suresh: "Leave us. I must examine the patient in private."
Kavi: "The mother-in-law leaves, closing the door. Suresh turns to Anjali."
Vaidya Suresh: "Tell me your symptoms."
Anjali: "I have a fever, Vaidya-ji. And my breasts… they hurt so much. I cannot feed my baby. They are full of lumps. They are on fire."
Vaidya Suresh: "I see. I must examine you. Take off your blouse."
Anjali: "But…"
Vaidya Suresh: "Do not be shy. I am a physician. This is necessary."
Kavi: "Anjali slowly unbuttons her blouse. Her hands are shaking. She takes it off. They look very swollen and tight. Her breasts are free. They are very large, with dark nipples, and the veins are blue under the skin."
Vaidya Suresh: "Lie back."
Kavi: "She lies back. He comes to the side of the bed. He puts his cool hand on her hot skin. He begins to feel one of her breasts."
Anjali: "Ah! It hurts."
Vaidya Suresh: "Be still. Yes, I feel them. The milk ducts are blocked. The tissue is inflamed. This is a serious condition. If we do not clear the blockages, the fever will get worse."
Kavi: "His fingers press and probe her breast, all over. He does the same to the other one. His touch is firm and professional. But it is still a man's hands on her naked breasts."
Anjali: "What can you do? Is there medicine?"
Vaidya Suresh: "I will give you herbs for the fever. But the cause of the fever is the milk. It is trapped. It must be removed. Immediately."
Anjali: "The baby is too weak. He cannot drink it all."
Vaidya Suresh: "I know. The blockages are too deep. The milk must be drawn out with force. It can be done by hand, but that will be very painful for you. The best way… the most effective way… is by mouth."
Anjali: "By mouth?"
Vaidya Suresh: "Yes. A strong mouth can create a suction that the baby cannot. It can pull the blockages free and drain the breast completely. It is a medical necessity. And I must be the one to do it for you."
The King does not move. He is barely breathing.
Anjali: "You… you will do that?"
Vaidya Suresh: "I am your physician. Your health is my only concern. This is the best prescription. Do I have your permission to proceed?"
Kavi: "Anjali is scared, but she is in so much pain. She nods her head."
Anjali: "Yes, Vaidya-ji."
Vaidya Suresh: "Good. Relax. This may be uncomfortable at first, but then you will feel great relief."
Kavi: "He leans over her on the bed. He takes her right breast in his hand. He lowers his head. He takes her dark, swollen nipple into his mouth. He begins to suck. Hard."
Anjali: "AH! That hurts!"
Vaidya Suresh: "Breathe. It will pass."
Kavi: "He keeps sucking. A moment later, she feels a release deep inside her breast. A stream of warm, thick milk shoots into his mouth. The pain begins to fade."
Anjali: "Oh… oh… that feels… better."
Kavi: "He continues to suck, draining all the trapped milk. Her breast becomes soft in his hand. The pain is gone, replaced by a strange, tingling pleasure. He pulls his mouth away."
Vaidya Suresh: "One is clear. Now the other."
Kavi: "He moves to her left breast. He takes the nipple in his mouth. This time, it does not hurt. It feels… good. She moans softly as he sucks the milk from her. She feels the fever starting to cool. A different kind of heat is starting in her belly."
Kavi: "He finishes. He sits up. Her breasts are soft and empty. But her nipples are very hard. She is breathing fast. Her pain is gone, but a new ache has begun, lower down."
Vaidya Suresh: "The blockages are clear. The fever should go down now. The suction was successful."
Kavi: "He looks at her. He sees her flushed face. He sees her hard nipples."
Vaidya Suresh: "It seems the procedure has had… a side effect. Your body is still hot, but not from the fever."
Kavi: "His eyes move down her body. He can see the dark, wet patch growing on her salwar, between her legs."
Vaidya Suresh: "And I am a physician who believes in treating all of a patient's symptoms."
Kavi: "And that is where we will pause, Maharaj. Until tomorrow."
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