The incident happened while I was studying for MBBS at the KEM (King Edward Memorial) hospital in Bombay.

As a teenager I was very anxious about masturbation and sleep emission.

Every doctor I met assured me not to worry about it. But that didn’t stop me from worrying.

Then one day, someone told me that there is a famous doctor in Delhi who could cure “diseases” like masturbation and sleep emission. So I borrowed some money from my friends and went to meet him.

He was an elderly looking man who ran a khandani shafakhana (family run sex clinic) somewhere in Chandni Chowk. He seemed like a very busy man, because he had a lot of patients waiting outside his clinic to meet him. I finally got an appointment after waiting for a long time.

He said my problem was due to the wrong things, which I did in my childhood (bachpan mei bahut galati ki apne). I thought he actually diagnosed my problem. I didn’t know at that time everyone masturbated or that sleep emissions were natural. So I blindly believed him.

He offered me various packages to cure the “disease”. But even after taking the medication, there was no improvement in my situation. So I became even more worried and went back to him again.

This time I asked him why there is
 no improvement in my situation, despite taking the medicines. He then told me it was my fate and that he couldn’t guarantee a “cure” even if he treated me again, as only God could save me now.

I was so depressed for a few days that I thought my  life was doomed.
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 (In conversation with Sangeeth Sebastian, writer and founder of Vvox, a sextech platform. The biography is a part of an AKADialog initiative to capture the lives of newsmakers.)