CHAPTER 1
I sat there blankly as nw mind had stopped working but 2 show that I m normal I asked her
"Y I hv been sent here? I don't hv any problem"
Bt she didn't bother 2 answer me and gestured me to remove shoes and sit on d couch. Her cabin was like any other doctor's wit d instruments when u c it u ill try 2 calculate how much they have spend on them and how they r gong 2 recover d loss by charging from patients.
She waited me 2 talk but I was confused by looking at her degree certificates which were hung on wall and thought that how can somebody study so much as I was not in that group. She was in her late twenty which amused me as I have seen uncles and aunties as psychotherapist den I noticed her name Neeta Shetty'
"Dr. Shetty..."
"Neeta is 5n"
"Ok Neeta I don't think I have any problem as many gf's dump their bf's every day but I don't know y Dr. Ram sent me here"
She picked up d file which was kept on her desk and started 2 go through it as Dr. Ram had written my condition in it very clearly stating that I have sacrificed my sleep, cut off human contact more than a week, on a hunger strike and kept on googling 2 know about best ways 2 commit suicide. When she looked at me I tried 2 give d reason but she cut off me and told
"when ever her name is mentioned or about her place or anything related 2 her brings a different emotions in u?"
I was irritated wit her question and said " I had a break-up do expect me 2 be happy and behave like nothing happened?"
Den she took her name sending me again 2 my beautiful past wit my Geetika'
"Don't" I said but she started 2 provoke me
"Don't" what? Again she asked "u said u don't have any problem rite?"
"Problem ur asking about problem here my life is messed up I m acting like zombie and trying innovative ways 2 kill myself and u south Indians r talking break ups so lightly? Do u understand anything about emotions all u know is 2 break d heart "I busted out and took my frustration on her
"I ill ignore d last part but I want 2 know everything 4m d every 1st"she told calmly
Finally I broke into tears and asked "why dis happened with me?"
She passed me tissue
Den I "Maan Singh Khurana" started d story 4 her and 4 me my beautiful past where I lived my each minutes happily wit my "Geetika"
here i m with the 1st part..
okay..this chapter is written by cidel...i have just proofread it...
waiting for ur response...
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