-Shakespeare.
Part-1:
Below
Part-2:
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/arjun/4449928/arjun-shree-5-s-the-madness-completed
Part-3:
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/131442889
Part-4:
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/132088880
Part-5:
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The Madness!
First sign of madness, talking to your own head.
-J.K. Rowling.
"Hello, Doctor!"
"Hello, Arjun! Sit down."
Arjun looked at the doctor pleasantly and took a seat opposite him.
The doctor's room was carefully decorated with soft things, for the convenience of his patients.
The table was almost empty, for the safety of the doctor.
"How do you feel now?"
"As though I'm sitting," Arjun said innocently.
The doctor chuckled at that and said, "I asked how the body is, after the sleep."
"Still the same, doctor. I can't see any change. I feel it's somewhat big even I want to say- if you don't mind- too much obesity."
The doctor frowned.
"You feel that much big?"
Arjun nodded.
"One can hardly say you are big, Arjun!"
The doctor exclaimed.
"I was talking about you, doctor."
The doctor shut his mouth tight.
After a moment,
"Doctor, can I touch your tie?"
He asked politely.
"Why, do you like ties much?"
The doctor tried to make a friendship with his patient.
"No, but your tie looks like a trunk of an elephant, doctor. With that tummy under it you are looking like Ganapathi Papa."
He stood up and clutched the tie.
He started pulling it and made the doctor choke terribly.
The doctor pressed a button in reflex.
The attendant came rushing in and clutched the tie in one hand and Arjun's hand in another to save the coughing doctor.
Arjun suddenly, left the tie and sat down.
Now it looked like the attendant was clutching the doctor's throat, at last.
When the doctor composed himself and sat straight, Arjun was watching them eagerly with widen eyes.
The doctor cleared his throat and looked at the attendant.
The attendant said, "Come, we'll go to the ward," -nicely.
Arjun wriggled a moment then sat quiet as he asked, "Doctor, if someone says he is not mad, will you give him shock treatment?"
"No, I won't dear."
The doctor said softly.
"Are you mad doctor?"
Arjun made that question sound casual.
The doctor said without even having a doubt at all in that, "No, I'm not."
"He says, "Arjun pointed the attendant, "No mental will admit that it's a mental, is it so , doctor?"
The doctor wriggled now and glared at the attendant.
Suddenly Arjun laughed out.
The doctor raised an eyebrow questioningly.
Arjun said, "If anyone gives you a shho..ock treatment, remove that tie doctor."
He suggested as shaking his body to mimic the effect of the treatment.
"Why dear?"
"It'd be more comical to see the tie dancing when your tummy shakes terribly for the current."
The doctor's face turned grim, but he said, "Right, I'd be careful then. Now will you go to the ward?"
"Good," Arjun encouraged him and said, "Doctor, are you free in the afternoon?"
The doctor seemed thinking a moment and once he could not find any clue of degrading him further in that question he said, "Yes, dear."
"Right, I'll see you later, doctor."
Arjun stood up to go.
The doctor sighed silently in relief and extended his legs under the table. But-
He could not find his shoes there. He searched with his legs hither and thither under the table.
He tried to bend and look down.
"What's it doctor?"
"My shoes..." he was about to stand up from his chair when Arjun said, "They are here doctor."
He removed the shoes from his legs and moved them toward the doctor under the table.
"They are too big for me doctor, "he complained.
"Well, next time I'll buy a smaller one."
"Thanks doctor," he appreciated him.
He moved toward the door and led the attendant to his ward.
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How was it gals? Do tell me!!
Part-2:
Imagination is the second sign of madness.
-Brad Pitt.
10-am-
Before the meeting with the doctor:
He woke up with a start. He heard voices around as he opened his eyes wearily.
"Oh!"
He was shocked to see a man, sitting on his cot at the edge and was watching him sleeping.
Arjun sat up suddenly.
The man stood up slowly.
'Am I in a jail?' he thought as seeing the white outfit with a number on it. But when he saw the other persons around in the ward-'God, I'm in a hospital ward-No, in a mental hospital ward,' he corrected urgently.
How did he end up here?
The man, next bed took a towel in hand as he approached Arjun.
He said as extending the towel, "Take this,"
Arjun blinked a moment.
"Come on, take this."
He clutched the towel as he tried to recollect his memory.
The man was talking to him constantly.
He looked at the man. He was opening the towel wide and asked Arjun to clasp one end.
Arjun could not understand him and he could not think back as well.
"Shh..." he tried to quiet the man.
But he was talking to him without considering his protests.
"Shut up, "he shouted at him, "I've to go to a flash back. Will you please shut up?"
The man seemed shocked a moment, then again started explaining him how to play the game.
Arjun looked at him incredibly.
Then made his mind and said, "Right, I'll hold this towel for you to hide in, but you've to hear my story, ok?"
The man was silent, seemed thinking then he said, "Well, all right."
Arjun was surprised at his reply as he got the truth that one could not find a man's insanity easily.
Once the man hid behind the towel as both of them sat side by side on the cot, he started a flash back.
"I'm an ACP,"
The man said, "Mm."
"I was tracing a gang and when got a tip that they were coming to a garage, I went there alone."
"Oh!"
He entered into the building and found himself standing in the middle of the circle the men, surrounded him from nowhere.
They moved around him in the circle.
One fellow asked, "How is it? You didn't expect this, righ?-"
His mouth was shut by a cuff as though to ask, How is it? Did you expect this?'
Arjun was measuring the men as he felt a pricking on the side of his neck.
One fellow laughed out and ordered, "Take him to the chair and tell me once he slept."
An injection to sleep!
He had to decide fast.
He was seated in a chair before a table. Within two minutes the drug started working. He felt the dizziness in his nerves spreading.
No, he can't go to sleep, before he finishes the task.
He started acting as though he was already sleepy.
His head drooped tiredly and hit the table before him.
"He's slept," Someone said.
"Wait some more," Another one said.
He was counting numbers in reverse order from 100 in mind, in order to restrain himself from falling asleep.
''64, 63, 62, ...61, ...60...' - a pause.
'Oh, come on Arjun, count!'
''60, 61, 62, ...63...'
He shook his mind.
'Forget the numbers. Remember something else. Once arrived, you saw a barrel in front of the building, where construction was going on. The barrel was medium in size. On it BARSOL' was written in bold letters and painted in blue. Under the barrel was-
"He is ready,"
Someone said.
He was moved to their car. Once was seated he took his mobile out and stuffed it in the gap of the seat behind him.
The mobile was in silent mode and the display was facing the other side to the seat.
His job was over and he let the sleep take him over fully.
.~>
The gang leader asked, "Hey, take his mobile!"
"He hasn't any,"
"Check his car!"
"No, no mobile!"
"A police man without a mobile- something fishy,"
"Ask about one's mobile, before giving him an injection, non sense! Search the garage."
.~>
The car came to a stop before a hospital.
The men went in to talk to the doctor.
One explained that Arjun was his brother and they were there to admit him.
"We tried our best to keep him in the house as long as we could. But today he went uncontrollable, doctor. He attacked one of my friends."
He pointed a man.
The man who was standing in the dark moved forward to show his cheeks in the light.
The doctor could see at least three fingers clearly.
"Doctor, help us, save my brother! Mom comes back day after tomorrow. I don't know what I'm going to say to her. We are ready to pay, no matter how much it costs, but please help him."
"Let me see the patient."
"Doctor, to put him into sleep, we had to give him sedative. He is sleeping now," he said as Arjun was wheeled there in a wheelchair.
"Right, fill the form and admit him. Let me check him and when you come with your mother I think I can tell you about his condition clearly."
"Thank you, doctor. This is my number. Call me at any emergency, "He moved to the wheelchair and said, "I have no way, except this. I'm sorry," he was talking to a sleeping Arjun and he patted his shoulder, "Take care."
Unfortunately, the pat roused Arjun. He stirred.
The man said hastily, "See you later, doctor."
The gang left.
Arjun opened his eyes.
He saw that he was sitting in a wheelchair in a doctor's room.
He remembered the last things happened before he slept.
"Where am I, doctor? Where are they?"
"You are in safe hands, Arjun."
The doctor reassured.
"Why am I here, doctor?"
His voice rose.
"You need our assistance-"
"If it's so, I need my doctor present, now."
He tried to get up from the wheelchair.
Then he got that it was not a mere wheelchair. The men standing on either side of him clasped the hooks on both his hands and legs securely and an injection came in to view, slowly.
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How was it gals? Do tell me!!
Part-3:
There is no great genius without some touch of madness.
- Lucius Annaeus Seneca.
Before the meeting with the doctor: that morning.
After the flash back...
10:03am-
The attendant found them behind the towel and called Arjun.
"The doctor wants to see you."
"I'm not mad," Arjun started.
"He is right," the towel fellow asserted his statement.
"The doctor has to say so," the attendant guided him.
They were walking in the corridor outside the ward.
"I'm not mad," Arjun stated again.
"Which mental will admit it is a mental?" the attendant muttered.
"I'm saying, right, I'm not mad,"
Arjun clutched the man's shoulder and glared.
"I think, the doctor will give you shock treatment soon," he touched the stick hanging from one of his hands and said.
They reached the doctor's room.
Once entered in Arjun's manner had changed completely. The first thing he saw was a clock hanging on the wall.
10:05- am.
.~>
After the meeting with the doctor he was fed, with a glass of juice and four slices of bread toast.
He returned to the ward and found the towel fellow was talking alone.
.~>
After lunch they put the patients to sleep.
Arjun was lying on his bed and was thinking silently with closed eyes.
Two hours passed slowly.
The attendants came in to prepare the patients for the playing hour.
A bell jingled and the door of the ward opened wide.
One attendant stood at the door with a milk vessel who gave a cup of milk to the approaching patients.
One guided everyone to stand in a line to get the milk.
When it was Arjun's turn, he took a cup from him and asked, "I need one more."
The milk- attendant looked at him questioningly.
"I've done double duty."
"I see, how?" the attendant asked.
"As you said I slept and I was watching him whether he was sleeping without cheating," Arjun motioned toward the towel fellow.
The towel fellow grinned and asked, "I need one more," but when they gave the man a second cup, the man moved away, without showing any interest in it.
The men shook their heads and one said, "I don't know when I'm going to be mad."
.~>
While moving in the line toward the playing-room, Arjun called his favorite attendant.
"Bhaiya, I want to see the doctor."
"He is busy now, we'll see him later."
"Don't you know Bhaiya he said to see him later?"
"That's right. We'll see him later."
"How can you say, when later comes? I want to ask him. Come."
He nagged him.
"Right, come with me," he led him as he started cursing something, "I'll-", but stopped as he remembered that Arjun would tell it to the doctor.
"Excuse me doctor. He wanted to see you,"
The attendant went inside the doctor's room.
"What's it Arjun?"
He asked once saw Arjun standing at the door way, "Come in," he invited him.
Arjun moved in as he was curiously watching the doctor's tie.
"What?"- The doctor inquired.
"Your tie is protruding doctor."
He approached the table.
"It's just that it fell on the table and so it's protruding," the doctor explained and starting tucking the tie under the table.
Suddenly Arjun bent down to see under the table.
"Oh, what?"
The doctor thought it was about his shoes again and pulled them toward him hastily.
Arjun stood straight and said, "Doctor, your tie is protruding on the table, your tummy under the table."
He said seriously.
The attendant tried hard to suppress his laughter. As the doctor turned toward him he checked himself fast and stood corrected.
Arjun took a seat.
"Doctor, better you come and see me in my room. Because of always sitting in this room you are this much big and soon you will become bigger than this room. My room is bigger than this , doctor," He informed, "You can come and sit there," He invited, "We can talk there any time and Bhaiya won't be disturbed by guiding me here, every time," he finished.
"Excuse me doctor," the attendant tried to leave the room.
"Bhaiya wait. I'm coming. He said it's playing hour," he turned to the doctor again.
"That's right."
The doctor said.
"They gave us milk doctor."
"Uh-huh."
"That Bhaiya gave me two cups of milk, but why don't you provide tea, doctor? It's better if you arrange for a cutting chai."
He suggested lightly.
"It seems you like tea much."
"Yes doctor. It gives you the energy to handle the situations easily."
"I see,"
The doctor saw Arjun indulging in himself.
"Doctor, why are you sitting here?"
He asked suddenly.
The doctor seemed undecided whether to answer him or not.
Arjun continued, "Bhaiya says, he is here for getting madness."
The doctor glared at the attendant who blinked nervously. He knew he was going to get an expostulation from the doctor later.
"How will you find a man is mad doctor?"
Arjun asked sincerely.
"From the answers he is giving while we talk to him," the doctor turned to him and said with a smile.
"Talk to me, doctor."
"Haan?"
"Test me doctor. Ask me something."
"Well, " the doctor thought a moment and asked, "What is 2+2?"
Arjun made a face.
"I don't like math, doctor. Ask me something from science."
"I don't like science," the doctor made a face now.
"Do you know the law, doctor?"
"Which law?" he asked seriously, suspecting nothing.
"The one if you imprison a person even for single day, they can fine you?"
"I don't. Should I?"
Arjun stood up and moved toward the door. He stood a moment and turned to the doctor, "Doctor, do you need these?"
He motioned toward the slippers on a rack near the door.
"Haan, well-"
"Can I borrow them, doctor?"he asked politely, "see, you are always sitting here. I've to come and see you-"
"Take them, no problem," the doctor finished hastily.
Arjun put them on and put a hand on the shoulder of the attendant, "Bhaiya, where is the play ground?"
"We don't have play ground, Arjun. But we have a big room for you to play..."
Once the voice trailed off the doctor wondered how quickly Arjun mingled with his new surroundings. A ray of hope split across his face.
'He doesn't have to be here long!'- He made a note in his mind.
Part-4:
He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.
-Leo Tolstoy.
Arjun was sitting besides the towel fellow and was arranging the board in which they had given cuttings and color blocks.
The caretaker asked them to match the colors and the cuttings with the blocks.
The woman seemed fresh as though she had just had her bath.
Arjun raised a hand and called her.
"Miss!"
"Yes," she turned to him.
She seemed always smiling too.
He showed her a block and asked, "Is this orange color?" he inquired her.
"Of course it is," the miss encouraged him.
He gave it to her and said, "Miss this color is in your sari, right?"
"Right," the miss seemed impressed.
At the end of the minute he had filled her both hands with all the blocks given for him.
When she looked at him astonishingly he shrugged.
She smiled and put the blocks down.
She tousled his hair and said, "Too smart."
He extended a hand which she took with a smile.
They shook hands as he asked, "Miss, doctor said he would not go to the house. You too won't go?"
She could not see which doctor he was talking about, but she said, "I'll go every evening by 6 O'clock."
"Will you go by foot or-"
"No, my husband will pick me up."
Arjun stopped talking to her any further.
He turned to the towel fellow and started mismatching the blocks that the fellow had arranged correctly, to her surprise.
Arjun needed a vehicle to ride with. He would get one, once he got out of the gates, he had thought so at first. But he got then that it was not easy to go out and he needed a vehicle to cross the gates. And if he got one it could be a staff's.
.~>
He had dinner quietly and approached the poor attendant again.
"God, don't tell me, you want to see the doctor again!" he cringed, helplessly.
"You know, it's not for me, but for the fellow next cot," he whispered in a conspiring voice.
"Come fast, Bhaiya, the doctor will go to the house otherwise," he insisted.
"He won't go."
Still the attendant was not ready to move.
"Bhaiya, I won't tell him what you said."
That worked fast.
"Oh, what did I say?"- a bewildered attendant asked.
"As I said, I won't tell, Bhaiya," he took the attendant's hand, turned it and slapped hard, "Promi-"
"Isse..." the attendant finished.
"Come," as the attendant was still puffing his palm to assuage the pain, Arjun took the other hand of him and pulled him toward the doctor's room.
He left the man at the door like a door-mat and went in.
"May I come in doctor?"
"Yes, please," the doctor greeted him, "Arjun!" he exclaimed once saw him.
Arjun quietly seated himself and looked worried.
"What happened?"- the doctor asked slowly.
"I don't know," he started, but stopped short, for the doctor to induce.
"Anybody told you something?"
Arjun shook his head.
"Are you feeling giddy?"
Another shook.
"Didn't you get your tea?"
"No, I got one."
"Had your dinner?"
He nodded.
The doctor waited then.
"I don't know, what happened to him, but he is not like before, I can say."
The doctor thought he could have waited some more before bombarding him with that much of questions.
The attendant, who was hearing the whole talk as waiting outside, was sure Arjun was going to wrest his job, for sure sooner or later.
The doctor asked, "Who is this he?"
"It's the man next cot, doctor."
"What happened?"
"It seems he is all right, but I don't know what happens to him while sleeping."
"He snores?"
The doctor inquired quietly.
"No, not like that. But-"
"But?"
"See, he is talking all the time."
"Yes, I know," the doctor egged.
"But he is not, when he is sleeping."
"That-" that stopped the doctor.
"See, you don't know about it, right?"
After a moment he continued.
"Doctor, I'm going to check that if he is all right while sleeping."
"H..ow?" the doctor was nervous now for sure.
"Right, I have a plan, doctor. I need your stethoscope for that."
"Uff..." the doctor sighed, "For what?"
The attendant, who was away for a minute to laugh hysterically, returned now and started hearing the rest of the talk.
"For checking if he is all right," he whispered, "If he isn't, then like our Bhaiya said you can't go home forever."
He finished the talk and the attendant as well.
"Well..."
"I will return it in the morning doctor, I promise."
If the attendant had expected to hear a slap on a palm, he was wrong.
"Please..."
"All right,"
"Thank you, doctor! You are soo sweet like our Bhaiya!"
The attendant was confused now.
Arjun took the steth and moved to the wall where a coat was hanging.
"Doctor, I take this coat too. I know well, how to use a steth with a coat."
"I think you are seeing too much cinema," the doctor smiled.
"I won't, if you say no',"
He immediately retreated, politely.
The doctor chuckled and bid him a good night.
.~>
Everyone was sleeping in the ward.
A figure approached Arjun without making a sound.
It extended a hand and touched his-
(.(_).) Part-4:
He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.
-Leo Tolstoy.
Arjun was sitting besides the towel fellow and was arranging the board in which they had given cuttings and color blocks.
The caretaker asked them to match the colors and the cuttings with the blocks.
The woman seemed fresh as though she had just had her bath.
Arjun raised a hand and called her.
"Miss!"
"Yes," she turned to him.
She seemed always smiling too.
He showed her a block and asked, "Is this orange color?" he inquired her.
"Of course it is," the miss encouraged him.
He gave it to her and said, "Miss this color is in your sari, right?"
"Right," the miss seemed impressed.
At the end of the minute he had filled her both hands with all the blocks given for him.
When she looked at him astonishingly he shrugged.
She smiled and put the blocks down.
She tousled his hair and said, "Too smart."
He extended a hand which she took with a smile.
They shook hands as he asked, "Miss, doctor said he would not go to the house. You too won't go?"
She could not see which doctor he was talking about, but she said, "I'll go every evening by 6 O'clock."
"Will you go by foot or-"
"No, my husband will pick me up."
Arjun stopped talking to her any further.
He turned to the towel fellow and started mismatching the blocks that the fellow had arranged correctly, to her surprise.
Arjun needed a vehicle to ride with. He would get one, once he got out of the gates, he had thought at first. But he got then that it was not easy to go out and he needed a vehicle to cross the gates. And if he got one it could be a staff's.
.~>
He had dinner quietly and approached the poor attendant again.
"God, don't tell me, you want to see the doctor again!" he cringed, helplessly.
"You know, it's not for me, but for the fellow next cot," he whispered in a conspiring voice.
"Come fast, Bhaiya, the doctor will go to the house otherwise," he insisted.
"He won't go."
Still the attendant was not ready to move.
"Bhaiya, I won't tell him what you said."
That worked fast.
"Oh, what did I say?"- a bewildered attendant asked.
"As I said, I won't tell, Bhaiya," he took the attendant's hand, turned it and slapped hard, "Promi-"
"Isse..." the attendant finished.
"Come," as the attendant was still puffing his palm to assuage the pain, Arjun took the other hand of him and pulled him toward the doctor's room.
He left the man at the door and went in.
"May I come in doctor?"
"Yes, please," the doctor greeted him, "Arjun!" he exclaimed once saw him.
Arjun quietly seated himself and looked worried.
"What happened?"- the doctor asked slowly.
"I don't know," he started, but stopped short, for the doctor to induce.
"Anybody told you something?"
Arjun shook his head.
"Are you feeling giddy?"
Another shook.
"Didn't you get your tea?"
"No, I got one."
"Had your dinner?"
He nodded.
The doctor waited then.
"I don't know, what happened to him, but he is not like before, I can say."
The doctor thought he could have waited some more before bombarding him with that much of questions.
The attendant, who was hearing the whole talk as waiting outside, was sure Arjun was going to wrest his job, for sure sooner or later.
The doctor asked, "Who is this he?"
"It's the man next cot, doctor."
"What happened?"
"It seems he is all right, but I don't know what happens to him while sleeping."
"He snores?"
The doctor inquired quietly.
"No, not like that. But-"
"But?"
"See, he is talking all the time."
"Yes, I know," the doctor egged.
"But he is not, when he is sleeping."
"That-"
"See, you don't know about it, right?"
After a moment he continued.
"Doctor, I'm going to check that if he is all right while sleeping."
"How?" the doctor was nervous now for sure.
"Right, I have a plan, doctor. I need your stethoscope for that."
"Uff..." the doctor sighed, "For what?"
The attendant, who was away for a minute to laugh hysterically, returned now and started hearing the rest of the talk.
"For checking if he is all right," he whispered, "If he isn't, then like our Bhaiya said you can't go home forever."
He finished the talk and the attendant as well.
"Well..."
"I will return it in the morning doctor, I promise."
If the attendant had expected to hear a slap on a palm, he was wrong.
"Please..."
"All right,"
"Thank you, doctor! You are soo sweet like our Bhaiya!"
The attendant was confused now.
Arjun took the steth and moved to the wall where a coat was hanging.
"Doctor, I take this coat too. I know well, how to use a steth with a coat."
"I think you are seeing too much cinema," the doctor smiled.
"I won't, if you say no',"
He immediately retreated.
The doctor chuckled and bid him a good night.
.~>
Everyone was sleeping in the ward.
A figure approached Arjun without making a sound.
It extended a hand and touched his-
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