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Nurses hold a special place in my heart. Why shouldn’t they? Afterall, 95% of the nurses I have come across are from Kerala …and that is my wife’s place.

I am not sure if it is the same in North India, but down South it is the Keralites who hold sway as Nurses. Wonder why Keralites make great nurses. Perhaps, it has to do with their good physique and their fair complexion that goes well with the sexy white uniform.

Some say Keralites are in the nursing profession in order to serve the needy. Knowing my wife, and my in-laws…I would rather assume that they are in the profession because it is better to be inserting needles, than be receiving it.

During my stay at the hospital (remember to pray for my father’s well-being)…I saw many pretty nurses. In fact, all of them looked pretty to me. Married men will agree.

Many of the Medical Representatives (MRs) waiting to meet the doctors also felt so…I could tell from the way they were gaping at the girls. I even saw a few Medical Representatives (MRs) getting married to pretty nurses as they waited for the doctors to call them in. That is how long these doctors keep the MRs waiting.

Some doctors also get married to these nurses. But that is only after the lady doctor stocks are over. I am not a doctor, but if I had not married Rekha…I think I would have married a Nurse. Ironing a top and a skirt is a lot easier than ironing a churidhaar.

It is quite a challenging profession. Not in many professions do you get exposed to rare and exciting diseases. Not in many professions do you get to murder and yet not be convicted. Not in many professions do you get to see what your client had eaten for breakfast. I for example, cannot even see what my client has in his laptop…leave alone his stomach. The last time I knew what my client had eaten for breakfast was when he had puked on my trousers.

Talking of puke, I wonder how the nurses get back home from 10-hour shift of watching gore…and yet manage to eat. If I were a nurse, I would not have been able to eat…that is unless a doctor had taken me out for dinner.

Also…is it true that nurses make great partners? Or is it just a legend built around the one billion porn movies involving nurses…that are doing the rounds on the Internet?