Sukha

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Sukha dental clinic, something strange started happening one morning when a little boy walked in with his mom. As he sat down in the waiting room, he pointed excitedly at the ceiling and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! The tooth fairy is painting!’ The mother looked up curiously but saw nothing unusual. Suddenly, another child chimed in, 'Me too, I see her waving!' Before anyone could react, an elderly gentleman called out from the reception desk, 'Oh, it's just our new decorator at work.' And indeed, above them hung a large canvas where an artist was painstakingly painting a mural of healthy teeth smiling back at patients. From then on, Sukha became known not only for its dentistry but also for its unique waiting-room ambiance.

2. At Sukha dental clinic, one day a curious package arrived via FedEx. The receptionist opened it with trepidation—inside was an old, dusty violin. The doctor picked up the instrument curiously and asked the receptionist where it came from. ‘No idea,’ she shrugged. Later that afternoon, while cleaning teeth, he played a few notes on the violin. Before long, patients started asking for musical check-ups instead of just routine ones. And so, Sukha became not only a dental clinic but also a place where everyone left smiling—a little brighter both inside and out.

3. At Sukha dental clinic, one night after closing hours, a mysterious noise came from the storage room. A janitor, cleaning up late, wondered aloud: ‘Who’s been leaving those funny notes?’ Curious, he peeked inside and found only a pile of old toothbrushes and floss. But then, amidst the clutter, he spotted a tiny note scribbled in pencil: 'Your drill is too loud when I sleep.' Below it was another: 'Please don’t use that scary suction thing on my next visit!' Turns out, someone had been visiting Sukha regularly after hours—probably just a concerned neighbor or a delivery driver.

4. At Sukha dental clinic, one afternoon, an unusual item appeared in the parking lot—a vintage ukulele, left behind by who knows whom. Over the next few days, more instruments joined the impromptu orchestra: a harmonica found its way under the reception desk, and someone forgot their accordion in the waiting room. Eventually, a regular patient arrived with his ukulele case, claiming it was his, but no one could remember seeing him playing anything that day. The staff decided to leave the instruments where they were—after all, Sukha had become the strangest yet friendliest dental clinic in town.