Painful Rapture~thread2~ chp.59 ~ pg 144~3.8.12 - Page 24

Mishal Raheja as Major Dutta Patil

Painful Rapture ~ Chapter 43

"to be, or not to be"..Hamlet

Dutta, dressed in wood green brown camouflage combat suit with a green beret slanted on his head, walked with guided steps towards the class. The Outs per usual stood to attention and saluted. He responded and nodded once for them to be seated. He scrutinized them, for loop holes in dress conduct and on finding none ,pulled his mouth to one side ,parted his lips and curtly enquired, "lesson for today ,any one care to shed some light?",Singh, like a keen pupil to please teacher ,raised his palm and informed, health ,Sir!", Dutta raised an eyebrow ,"correct ,but may I add wellbeing too, so officers today's lesson will be covering the areas of your health and well being! ,he apprised ,as he scrawled in bold the topic to be studied. He turned away from the flip chart, briefly and began with his palms held before his chest, "now officers this topic is further sub divided in two headings ,the first being quite simply the casualty care side, and the other being mental health care. Now as officers and soldiers you will be trained in procedures followed in these fields. Dutta ,paused to ascertain their attentiveness ,and continued ,now as common sense requires officers, all soldiers are trained and equipped to provide First Aid, that goes without saying ,he said expectantly, and continued "now soldiers work in small teams, hence each of your team has a Medic who has received extra training and who carries additional medical equipment. The Medic can apply a tourniquet, which is a tight encircling band applied around an arm or leg in an emergency to stop severe arterial bleeding that cannot be controlled in any other way, maintain an airway to help a casualty breathe and prioritise patients for evacuation according to medical need", explained Dutta, while he shifted his eyes which meant to them they could ask questions. Rao asked " what provisions are there for large teams of soldiers Sir!, Dutta nodded once and parted his lips to answer, "right ,officer's the larger teams of soldiers, or soldiers engaged in high risk activities, will have the support of one or more Army Medics, also known as Combat Medical Technicians (CMT). Each undergoes 30 weeks of medical training to prepare them for taking control of casualty situations. CMTs carry their own medical equipment. Dutta assured them and continued and "then soldiers also have access to a Regimental Medical Officer (RMO), who is able to provide the same level of medical attention as a doctor. RMOs are trained in the management of trauma and their presence ensures the most seriously injured receive highly skilled medical attention at the earliest opportunity, "he paused, and further explained, Rao's question, "sometimes injured soldiers require care which once stable, soldiers can only be provided in a hospital, they may in such a scenario, be transported by the aeromedic evacuation teams, to purpose built military ward, as the unit on site may not be designed to hold patients for an extended period of time"... outlined Dutta. Chauhan, who was a viglant on the ball officer asked Dutta, "Sir as officers and soldiers ,in the first instance of team members injury, what simple procedures can we follow, Dutta looked at her ,and almost smiled at the appropriateness of her query, but stated formally "yes right ,and you all need to take on board what I am about to write and say , now first if a soldier becomes injured, the priority really is to make the situation safe!, which means either defeating the enemy, or moving the casualty to safety",he raised his index finger ok! once safe the soldier receives treatment from a fellow soldier, the team medic, the, CMT, RMO..now remember the initial treatment is to stop bleeding and maintain the air way! "established Dutta. Subramanium , asked, "Sir! can you elucidate in action, when is the helicopter needed?"...for a split second Dutta recalled his injury in action and unconsciously his hands that hinged clasped behind his back, his felt his own wound near the end of his spine and his skin quirked underneath his combat trousers, he firmed his lips and lowered his eyes in a short moment of dispersed concentration, and then carried on as he pulled in air, "yes, Subramanium, the request for assistance is made by giving their location, nature of injury and priority for treatment, the information is then swiftly analysed and a response issued if, now officers! if the injuries are life threatening, a helicopter will be launched, or if the casualty is close to a hospital, an air ambulance will be sent. Now may I point out officers if a helicopter is launched, then it might be necessary to move the casualty so that can land safely", he said as he pointed his index finger in space ,to alert them to his point, and finally he concluded, "when the casualty arrives at the hospital the emergency team takes over where a full range of equipment is available!"he paused a bit and raised his voice slightly ,ok short coffee break for 15minutes and after break we talk about...mental health care..

After break , Dutta stood before his pupils his brawny arms crossed below his chest ,his lion like narrow eyes that shifted as his officers sat into their designated places, "right he began as he scrawled in bold the words the topic ,mental health care, and a subheading...Minimising Risk, Recognising onset... now officers! while no system can ever guarantee to detect every individual at risk of mental illness, the following measures are in place to reduce and increase awareness at all levels". He stood side ways, his stout uniformed body poised at the flip chart, his manicured fingers pressed the black thick board marker and he scrawled, "now officers personnel receive training and briefings to increase their awareness of mental health issues and stress management, this takes place throughout your career, but particularly prior to and after deployment on operations" he stressed as he turned to face them. He continued in his guttural voice as he spoke and wrote on the flip chart, "officers! all medical Officers, Combat Medical Assistants and nurses are trained to recognise the signs of mental illness, and officers, Junior and Senior Non-Commissioned Officers (JNCO/SNCOs) are routinely trained in methods of suicide prevention and stress management" he paused to note that they all appeared keen to learn and he continued in his teaching, "ok now please note the word, "Decompression" is provided, meaning this, then is a scheduled period following a deployment on operations in which personnel are given time to mentally and physically unwind, with time to talk to colleagues and superiors - with whom they are deployed - about their experiences, this is crucial officers, the talking..it releases pent up emotions which left can be a cause of concern later on", Dutta ,encouraged as he turned to face his officers with a wide eyed ,benevolent expression, and continued, "officers not only this but, families of returning personnel are offered presentations and issued with leaflets to educate them about the possible after-effects of a deployment on operations. Welfare Officers, religious leaders and other associated organisations also provide information and support to families, through support groups, Regimental systems and so on", he explained as the officers viewed each other in approval, he allowed the interchange and continued, "also, officers increasing use is made of Trauma Risk Management, which is a model of peer-group mentoring and support for use in the aftermath of traumatic events..about which I will explain in depth now" , he continued as he slanted his mouth to one side and then turned over the flip chart ,and wrote in bold trauma risk management .."right officers! now in our field personnel exposed to operational environment will experience stress to a greater or lesser degree, this is quite normal", he said as he tilted his head to one side and bowed his head once, "but he continued,.."only a small number will suffer from stress that leads to mental health issues..and further to that, officers only a small percentage will encounter Post Traumatic Stress Disorder..PTSD, he assured them, as they appeared wide eyed. He peered at them and continued with his lesson ,"soldiers run the risk of operational stress through the pressure of deployment and their possible exposure to extremely traumatic situations and events. It is Army policy that mental health issues be properly recognised and treated, and that all efforts are made to reduce the stigma associated with them". Khan, who was quiet in the session, due to the recent attention she caused she stirred up, eventually spoke, "Sir can you outline some simple key steps to recovery", Dutta doubled his chin and bowed once and taught, "right the first one is occupational hazard ,now some people might think that a person encountering operational stress is in some way weak, and that they should not talk about it. This is wrong , stress reactions are normal human responses to difficult situations and it is important that they are discussed and addressed, I cannot stress this more, officers..so officers ! the Army strives to make everyone understand that operational stress is an occupational hazard, and that people in difficulty should be supported at all levels!..exposed a slightly off guard Dutta. He, continued, "the next step to recovery is to look for what is called an early warning, I recap officers! that the number of soldiers who are diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) is very small, especially in relation to the total number deployed. But some... but bear in mind, do need support in the field after traumatic incidents and occasionally after they return home. It's therefore important to identify those most at risk of developing problems and ensure that support is provided at an early stage!.."Dutta reiterated. He paused for questions and, Kapur requested for a recap of the support for soldiers..Dutta gave him a freezing glare...the fool why was he not paying attention!, "it appears that you are physically present here officer ,but mentally elsewhere ,however for every one's benefit I once again sum up..support from within, in addition to both pre- and post-deployment briefings, the Army has a system in place called Trauma Risk Management . It is not a medical process, or therapy - it is designed to identify service personnel at risk after traumatic incidents. Soldiers are often reluctant to talk to strangers when they are in difficulty, and often it is their mates whom they turn to for help. For this reason, trauma risk management is delivered by trained people already in the affected soldier's unit. Duttafurther expanded, "the trained personnel undergo specific training in the management of people after traumatic incidents. Those who are identified as being at risk after an event are invited to take part in an informal interview which establishes how they are coping. The process is repeated after a month and a comparison of the outcomes is made, allowing early identification of those who may be having problems so that help can be given early"..clarified Dutta. He squared up his shoulders as he finally wrote the conclusive step to recovery, "right the final step is the Specialist test, "officers ! most people will feel much better after 4-6 weeks, but the small minority who are not doing well should have been identified by the trauma risk management process and directed to help. Now, be aware officers! and I reiterate, only a very small number of personnel are diagnosed with PTSD and it should be remembered that it is a treatable condition. The Army has specialists who can and do effectively treat those in need. Finally this lesson is intended for increased awareness of operational stress and detection of its effects, I also trust that it also led to a reduction in stigma that is often associated with mental health problems!" said Dutta and while covering his marker pen he uttered his final words to conclude the lesson,"we do not stigmatise those who are wounded in action and PTSD is simply a wound to the mind! it will heal if it is treated properly and the sooner those in need are identified, the more effective their treatment is likely to be!"... and he dismissed his class, they stood to attention, saluted and watched their tutor with complete authority leave the class room.

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Naku walked towards the female wards and found Nandi ,watchful and perked up for her arrival, " well hello, my captain! your sailor is geared up to hoist the masts!..so at last one day the ship of my life can sail once again on the sea of life!, recited Nandi, Naku held her breath as she noted the buoyancy of her patient, and she commented, "Nandi what's got into you today, lisping into poetic throes!", Nandi stood up on her crutches and took a few sure steps towards Naku," yes Naku I am on a high! and why ever not? ,things that seemed far removed from my grasp seem within my reach!" confirmed Nandi as she walked further more towards a Naku who beamed with radiance upon seeing her patient in nothing but a cloud of positivity ..hummh she mused Nandi had to get well ,she is tough as metal itself, she has it in her to ward of any blows of fortune, and that too at a tender age ,someone still in their teens!, Naku accepted Nandi's hype and cajoled, "come on then young lady ,let's hoist the mast as you put..and let's get those legs of yours to climb some stairs! challenged Naku and both made way towards the therapy room. Naku observed that each day successively , Nandi walked with newly achieved finesse in her use of the crutches. Once in the mirror walled room, Naku pointed to a wooden six step make shift step with a flat square wooden base for a landing. Nandi observed with amusement at the practice contraption.., "well I never ,could have imagined this would come up as a set of stairs! she divulged. Naku nodded at her remark, and confirmed , "yes this is it Nandi! now on with it! let's see what you can do!", she stopped to explain," now Nandi ,when climbing stairs with crutches ,the principle is that you step up with your unaffected leg, which is your right leg, then you follow with your crutches and your affected leg, right Nandi now you try, yes steady and maintain your balance! excellent and fantastic you have made it to the landing!",approved Naku. Nandi smiled down from the landing, and Naku continued to give instructions to her patient, "now Nandi for descending the stairs, step down with the crutches and your affected leg, follow with your unaffected leg, remember, Nandi ,"the good goes up and the bad goes down", ok yes brilliant make your way down, gradually", instructed Naku. She made Nandi repeat the process a few more times, and declared, "jolly good,Nandi ! now for this activity , when you go home, get someone to help you Nandi until you are comfortable climbing stairs!",Nandi's eyes rolled with happiness and she exclaimed, "Naku! does that mean I can go home?, Naku, curbed her patients enthusiasm,"eh, not immediately Nandi, but after a week ,when you have practised more with your crutches ,and then weaned off one crutch, so until then you be my guest! jested Naku ,and both slapped a high five! in celebration at today's achievement, before they left the therapy room...

Naku, went to her tiny office and dialled Lauren's number, she got through without hassle," Naku! tell me you are ringing me about your wedding! the old devil ,has mended his ways and finally surrendered! jabbered Lauren, Naku giggled and refuted, "ooh I hate to dampen your spirits Lauren ,but no such luck as yet, "and before she could complete, Lauren dived in with an offensive, "what! he's still prowling the jungle like a hungry lion! but why Naku? I hope he 's not having some strawberries and cream on the side, that you don't know about! I mean Naku ,you think, how is possible that a stud like him is pristine pure ,come on woman ! either the man is a sworn celibate or gay! crooned Lauren, and Naku jumped in, "oye Lauren don't call him odd! I know he's far from it, I assure you he's every well...,she wanted to say inch ,but was too shy to say it lest she landed herself in further quandary, so she simply said "man and a very ,very ,very nice man", Naku ,confirmed, Lauren scoffed, "Naku my darling he may be a nice man ,but women don't want nice men, they like bad men, and your Major is certainly in the lead! what with delaying his wedding, many a women's tongues are wagging about his possible sidelines, mind you Naku, it also gives women like me great hopes towards his availability ! so not a bad prospect that he's not hitched yet Naku after all!" touted Lauren, Naku, just smiled and received Lauren's remarks as harmless humour and gravitated the conversation to the real reason, "Lauren, my main purpose of ringing you was to consult you on some fund raising events and to raise awareness amongst general public about some difficulties faced by disabled people ,you see in our garden area at the Dera hospital, we require 6 benches with handles, but due to funding cuts, the administration cannot provide for this need, so I came up with this idea to raise funds to buy the benches...Naku explained, Lauren thought and finally replied," I tell you what Naku!, as far as your 6 with handle benches are concerned, we have surplus wrought iron benches with handles, as a matter of fact we were looking to donate them to some institution where they could be made good use of, so once I have confirmed the donation, with the right channels ,you leave it with me, I'll ask for a transfer to be sanctioned, so my dearest Naku ,worry not, assured Lauren and continued, "now your raising the money is all taken care of, what else needs to be done, Naku? inquired Lauren, in slight forgetfulness, Naku squared her shoulders and indicated, "well the raising awareness and small fund raising events ,reminded Naku, Lauren offered a few hints which Naku jotted on her note pad ,with a satisfied smile on her face, and her gratefulness spilled out, "listen Lauren, ,thanks ever so much, really for the ideas and above all the benches ,that's where the bulk of the money lay, your donation from the hospital is worth making a song and dance about ,in it's own way, I tell you it was Saab, who suggested that I speak to you ,and am sure glad that I did, any way Lauren, better be off to organise the events now," said Naku, and Lauren, yelled "listen Naku, it was great to chat to you ! and oh! give that lazy, laidback ,lion of yours my regards!" leered Lauren ..and the call ended

Naku's ,busy brain triggered her fingers yet again into action, and she dialled ,another number, "haan Baji,main Naku!","Naku, Deva kasam abhi ke abhi mujh ko hichki aye ,or tu ah gaye re", he confessed, Naku, teased ,"Baji, I hope you're not doing what you should not be doing ju hichki ah rehi hai thujhe", "na re Naku woh sara mazaaa tu tera Saab ke saath main kerta hai, idea hamesha us ka he hota hai ,peene, peelana ka ! main tu bas Bhao ki haan mein haan milta hoon!" he defended himself with a broad smile and a laugh, Naku, retorted ,"hain Baji mujh ko sab pata hai kaun kis ko peelata hai", and Baji laughed, "arey,Naku tu bahut bhoole hai re , Bhao ko main tera se zayeeda jano, bahut ghumbhir type ke banda hai woh, uppar se jitna hai sedha ,under se utna hai peecheda!, bole tu gol gol ghum sakta hai kise bhi aacha behla insaan ko, shainpatti koi nehi ker sakta us ke saath, maa ka dhood yaad deta hai, woh Bhao! "...he sighed, Naku ,latched on to his prattle ,it was obvious he missed his mate, and needed any excuse to chat about him, Naku suggested, "Baji itne yaad ati hai tu Saab ko phone kyon nehi ker deta?,",Baji on the other end pressed his phone between his jaw and shoulder, "na re, main phone ker ke us se galiyan suno, sharro ho jaye ga ,why the hell did you disturb me? I am on duty! bas ekdum sher ke mafak , kerje ka!,na Naku rehna de! he declined. Naku too smiled shyly ,yes true ,she too like Baji, loved referring to her Saab, she bit her lower lip, and mused us two smitten fools! She gathered herself and asked about his mother, Baji, AS ,kaise hain?, Baji, levelled his shoulders, and confirmed,"haan AS theekh hain Naku , magaar gila kerte hain mujhe se, ke holi par tu aur Dutta hawa ke jhoonke ke theran aye aur challa bhi gaya, thujhe tu bahut yaad kerti hain, kethi hain pata nehi thumhare naukari tum logon ko waqat de ge lagan kerne ka , meri maan, Naku, ab zayeeda maat soocho tum duno, waqat ka kuch pata nehi hota! ,reminded Baji, and Naku's face clouded on hearing Baji's morose tone ,but dismissed it aside ,as the topic of Saab and her marriage would always remain a hot potato! ,and she reasoned she had to get to the point she phoned him for, she yet again mooted the idea of a small charitable event ,with a view to making a little difference to the lives ,of the... in this case disabled personnel in the area. She was delighted to learn that Baji would be alongside Roops helping to ,organise the venue selection, the publicising and the arrangement of the event, "Naku mujhe ek baat nehi samjhe aye ka baat aager paise aur donation ke hai tu ,Dutta aur AS daan de sakte hain, so why all this event, "he asked perplexed, Naku took a deep breath and entreated, "because Baji ,we want to find out who are the disabled folks in our area, what difference can we make to their lives to make it more livable, look out for areas where they don't have access to eg, stores, may be suggest to the local governing body of our area to construct ramps for access, check ,local schools on what facilities they offer to pupils with special needs, things like special toilets and school buses that offer wheel chair access, remember Baji ,like the ambulance service did with the metal ramp ... and she paused a bit to recall those images of Dutta in a wheel chair, and then she continued, and then there is the key issue of impressing upon our people, the self esteem of such people ,for Baji, you may agree with me that many times in life we determine our identity by what others tell us obout our selves..I tell you Baji, only a mature person realizes that others say this or that don't make it true! Naku argued. Baji was impressed by her in depth thinking, he admitted, "one thing I do acknowledge, that we as a key family in PW should be in the loop of the families living in or area , especially of their challenges, needs, also it remains an established culture of our household that people in our precinct are allowed along with their pleas to come directly without fear to AS , Bhao or me, waise bhi a small event over a weekend can give our families a good time ,and the reason for the event would be around livability versus disability "quipped Baji, and Naku smiled. ,and added "we'll leave it voluntary ,we keep a collection box and people can donate whatever they wish, and with that collection we buy a wheelchair and pick a name from a hat for the winner! proclaimed Naku, haan Naku, and AS can donate monies to the local school to provide mobility aids...all done! cheered Baji, "dekh Naku you spoke to the right person, Baji Rao Patil, the indispensible in any situation!, "pyar ka masla ho! ye ikrar ke masla ho ! ye takrar ka masala ho! ya maar dhaar ka masala ho!...Baji he Baji hai! he rolled with laughter, and Naku shook her head and her eyes twinkled as she spoke gently,"ye phir kisi ke madaat kerna ka mamla ho Baji..., Baji heard and his eyes swam in tears at her heartfelt words and he smiled ,his dimple dented smile and remarked, "aacha hoya ek phone call me he hum ne sab kuch decide ker liya ,ab dekhna ye hai us Roops ke baachi ke saath kitna time lage ga kuch bhi kerna ko!" crooned Baji doing a jig! and the phone call ended..

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Dutta sat poured over his desk in his office and ,the phone rang ,he raised an eye brow reached out for the phone with his fingers ,and smiled shyly ,it was her , his woman, his love ,his life his everything ,he parted his lips and slightly relaxed his body in the swivel chair and answered ,elloo ",he held his head in a complete slant and his eyes gleamed ,he knew full well what her imminent response would be and he pulled his lips to the right corner of his chin and silently mouthed the word "Saab" as she said it and he chuckled ,as he threw back his head into the head rest of the chair and replied, "bol meri memsaab"! she giggled and with narrow twinkling eyes he smiled , as her giggles stirred his heart, and she replied, "mein nehi hai memsaab, Saab", he pouted his lips as his playful fingers tapped his desk with the tip ends, and he carried on,"tu aur kiya hai tu meri Naku?he asked with affection, "nehi main nehi bole ge Saab ,ap ko pata tu hai?"she replied shyly ,and he continued, "nehi Naku mujhe nehi pata , yaaddast kamzoor ho gaye hai meri,isliya chaal tu baata de hummh", Naku ,widened her eyes and replied, "main Saab aap ke jaan hai..."he chuckled when he heard her "ohhh hoo ho! hain thujhe kis na bol ke tu meri jaan hai Naku? he gibed .Naku felt snubbed and hissed ,"sorry Saab your'e right main nehi ho ap ke jaan ,ap ke jan tu ap ka kam hai bas, she moaned, "oye bloody woman how many times have I told you not to compare yourself with my job, but its' like youto love to stick it me whenever you can! ,he bellowed ,and continued, "and way why the hell have you phoned ? pata hai na thujhe duty pe hoon, some of us have work to do ,not like your lot who just doss about on their bums all day! ,she was dumfounded with his temper, "Saab, just take a deep breath and calm down, Kya hoi hai mujhe se koi ghalte hoi hai kiya?she pleaded, but he rasped, "listen stop patronising me Naku I am not a child, and I hate being treated like one especially from the woman who is going to be my wife! and don't tell me to take deep breaths either! main tera patient nehi hoon samjhe"! he cautioned. There was a silence on both ends, each waited for it to penetrated through, finally Dutta with bright red flushed cheeks, and an almost cocky face ,let his jaw drop as his mouth opened a wee bit and he gruffed, "are you there"?,in reply he heard her sniffles and snuffles, and his nostrils flared ad he grumbled, "why the hell are you crying? ab kya kiya hai maine?, bahut bura hoon na main Naku ,itna bura ke you can't even bear to speak to me ,haina!? he growled, she thought it best to maintain silence ,although her silence was killing him so much so, that he cut the phone.

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Baji smiled at the prospect of working along side with Roops o a whort while project other than their childish playful cum flirty encounters. They sat together in the blue Peacock mural secluded cosy slant roof enclosure of PN. Baji was quick to pick the local school playground for the venue , and he phoned the head 'mistress to confirm the weekend date, and suggested that Roops explain the reasons for he event. Roops clarified and turned to Baji,"baji you needn't have given me the phone you were doing pretty well yourself, Baji smiled and held her plam in his ,and confessed,"woh kya haina Roops tu uni jati hai ,parhe lekhi hai ,tu teri baat mein zayeeda dum hai" ,he smiled, Roops looked at him lovingly and touched his shoulder,"you know Baji what our problem is ,you don't give your self enough credit, ab look at Bhao ,he trusts no one,but on you he trusts you with his dear life ,and all of us we know your worth, Baji tu priceless hai samjha tu"chided Roops, baji rewarded her with a dimpled smile but still couldn't keep his funny side at bay,"oye Roops ke beechi pata kya chahiye thujhe ?zayeeda maska maat laga tu mujhe" , he tickled her tummy ,she shrieked back and smacked his head, "aur tu zayeeda bhao bane ki koshsh na kaar by saying bol kiya chaiye!, chaal ab let's do some work ,so the venue ,date is sorted ,now let's choose some activities that both kids and adults can do for fun, how about Baji, if we give challenges to children aged 5 to 10 year olds differentiated ,spellings to learn and spell to friend or family member or neighbour , and the on achieving the task, the child is given a donation for the voluntary fund raising box for the day! organised Roops. Baji commended her thought and suggested she think of more, so Roops continued, "Baji, we can do similar activity with reading a given set of age appropriate words for children to read aloud, also for children above 5, we could have learning and reciting times tables to raise monies! what do you reckon?" Roops enquired. Baji nodded, however asked, "waise Roops all these spelling ,words tables for each child who wants to participate ,how will you organise this ?and also the children who participate do they not get anything ?I mean looks a bit mean doesn't it"..hinted Baji ,"ok Baji yes I will get all the resources and materials sorted out in individual packs for each child of school going age in PW, tu is ke fikar maat ker waqat hai humara pas ,I'll ask my uni friends to photocopy and collate packs ,aur rehi baat about rewarding the children tu yess for sure Bhao ked an se we'll back language and maths activity packs for each participants...what do you think Baji?, Roops asked. Baji beamed sab kuch tu tune ker liya hai Roops tu main kya karoon ga?, Roops suggested,"look Baji why don't you do organize some physical ability excercise..like may be teaching people to ride a bike, or organize an early morning mile walk with the fit.. or a sport?",Baji looked at her with a broad smile and scratched his head from one side with a urved hand on his head "khel? oye pagal ho gaye hai tu Roops! Ek he khel paand hai Baji ko dhishoon dhishoon! He boxed in front of Roops , who stuck her pen in her mouth and blanked his flippancy altogether, and indicated, "pata hai kiya Baji let's get about 10 lap tops and portable printers! allow people to use them , we can help them and guide them ,sooche Baji aur kuch nehi tu atleast they'll get heir fingers on the key board ,and who knows some of them may be literate and numerate round here, how about it ,I know it's about raising awareness about livability v disability, also about giving our less privileged a fun day free of charge totally"..."Baji agreed and they both decided they would make a head start by first visiting the 20 households in their area to find out about people with special needs.

Baji sat in his jeep and looked at Roops, besides him .,she was dressed in a simple churridar suit ,just as well, he bit his lip as a profound crater formed in his cheek , as she was going to visit the houses of the simple folks living in humble dwellings. As they headed into the main housing area ,Baji's jeep was recognized and hordes of people rushed towards him and Roops, they gazed upon her, as commonly they had no reason to have seen her before. Roops was touched to see almost the same reverence bestowed upon her brother now being given to her husband to be and her face stretched into a wide smile which could also be interpreted as an acknowledgement towards the love they were given by she people. Baji stood before the crowds clasped hands above his head and he stated the reason for coming to the adults and elders of the crowd and then addressed the young adults, "tu baache party! bajo ke school mein ap sab ke liye ek fun day rekha hai Saturday ko, ap saab zaroor ayen kafi cheezein hoon ge ap ke liye karne ko ,ye wali Tai, tumhein kuch, school type ka kam bhi dei ge ,jaise ke spellings aur pahare yaad kerne ka ,jo kam pura ker ga use anam bhi mile ga! "as soon as he said anam all the children cheered and clapped ,and their parents nodded their heads in firm approval, "haan Baji bhao ,khel kood ke saath ,kel kel main parethia bhi hoone chaiya! said one young father, Roops braved up and spoke, "haan main khud Saturday se phela aion ge aur baachoon ko yaad kerne ka saman de ker jaon gi,tu baacho! ab sab aacha se tayari kerna, jaise ke Baji ne ap sab logon ko baatiya hai, ye hum khas un logon ke leya ker reha hai jo jismani kamzoori se apne ap ko hum logoon se kam manata ho, aur hum ne ye bhi dekhana ka un ke jo zarrorat hai woh hamra mauashra pura karte ai ya nehi", explained Roops .Baji turned sideways to catch the applause especially of the women when Roops spoke out ,he raised his palm and added," pata hai aap sab, ye Roops hai , Bhao ke sab sa se chooti behan" he said with pride and Roops crossed her hands across her waist and blushed as a few elderly women brushed their hands on her head with their blessings. By the end of the day they were able to ascertain that there were about three people with long term disability, all children with spinal injuries and now wheel chair ridden. Baji and Roops returned home and briefed AS and the rest of the family over the dinner table. Kala congratulated Baji and Roops for their effort and organizational skills, but Baji corrected, "Tai ye idea Naku ka hai, maine kaha use ke hum sab sambhal lein ge", AS, gave her input, "haan woh humari Naku he ho sakte hai jo doosera ke bare mein phela soochte, hai aur apne bare mein bad mein, hum ne bhi dan dena hai school mein ,aur jahan par bhi paisa lega humien zaroor khaber karo Roops aur Baji ",all nodded at the dining table. Kala perked up and showed she desired to do her bit, "ok ,all the food for the day, me and Leela will organise, so Sudarshan can you see to it that the ice cream van, candy floss, ice pops machine, pau bahji and vegetable biryani is ordered please ,and yes arrange for soft drinks like fizzy pop as well" ,she ordered as she lifted one finger up like her brother in a semi order form .Suds gave a toothy smile and half heartedly gave a forced "yess Tai"...as Kala looked on at her long liver coloured painted nails ,her mouth curved into a luscious smile and Baji winked at Roops in a "she has to stick her oar in it "look.. and Roops kicked his shin from under the table and he turned blue in the face...

The the fun day arrived, it had a spring fete feel about, people pottered about, bomming cadence of drums, smells of fresh food, excited noise of children.. Baji had already ordered simple festoons and buntings to be put around the school playground by his BGs, and he looked round with approval with his hands on his hips , Roop's milled around with children who followed her around to be tested on given spellings ,or tables ,she designated some of uni friends to be the assessors, and then went over the desk tables with laps tops on them , each lap top surrounded by at least four keen teenagers waiting to have a go...Roops went over to a group of local house wives and brought them over to the lap tops and literally shooed off the youngsters hoarding them, "ok you lot now let your mummies have a go at the lappies" she ordered and guided the women with a simple lesson,"ye key board hai aagar ap ko apna name ke harf yaad hain tu un pe unglee rekh ker dabian" she instructed ,and the woman typed their names in English ,with her help, Roops enjoyed as much as her pupils became even more excited by seeing their names ,printed ..she mused it was such a good idea to have each lap connected to a portable printer, whereby people can keep the hand outs as hard copies to take away...some clapping and Baji's voice "balance rekh re! aur ankhaeen bike per mujhe per nehi" he yelled as he taught a giggly young late teens voluptuous local lass ride a ladies bike! she giggled and kept looking at Baji as he held the handles and she floundered every two seconds between the pedals and lower curved down tube, Baji looked up her, his face red with beads of sweat around his brow ,"ay erehi hai kya tu? jab paron ko kaboo mein nehi rakh sakte! tu bike challne ka shaq kyon palte hai reh tu! he complained as the poor eager girl, partly ready to learn and partly smitten by the handsome cute chocolate boy Baji rao patil, who it appeared to Roops fast became the heart throb of teeny boppers! as all the girls were around him with their bikes ready to get tuition!. However Roops who knew him well could also see he was getting irritated ,as he would much rather beat the living day lights out of some hoodlum then offer tutorials girls! ,she pushed aside the girls and their bikes and ordered the girl., "listen you sit steadfast on the bike cycle saddle ,and she turned to Baji, "and you Baji need to hold the bike saddle from either side and push the bike forward and then once your rider is stead help her feet to pedal! Baji turned around and his mouth dropped! and he threatened "Roops ke baachee! Meri taraaf maat dekh, apne kam se kam rekh! yelled Baji..Roops laughed audibly as she saw Baji smile and feel the side of his scalp,.. ab to dekh Roops ke baachee! he wrestled silently and signalled the girl to move her thighs and swung his leg through the curved down tube frame of the ladies bike, lodged his feet on the pedals arched his back ,lifted his bottom and pushed his feet and girded his lions and away he went with the girl sitting behind him on the bike seat with her legs spread out sideways screaming like a banshee! as Baji pedalled towards Roops ,"are Roops ke baachee !look no hands! and he let go of the handles and went around Roops in circles while the crowd gathered around this circling mad cyclist! Roops covered her mouth with her palms , while the girl being spun on the cycle yelled "rook! roko! ,and Baji shouted "dhinchak! dhinchak! as he braked and brought the bike to a halt...he looked at the girl who with speed got off and he said with an encouraging smile, "bas body balance ka deyaan rekhna ,once you have that slowly put your feet on the pedals and gradually revolve the pedals and move forward you'll be alright !"he added with a wink, as he turned to catch sight of Roops ,at the face painting area where she was making popular faces patterns on the younger children, with face colours and gleeful children who went all shy when she gave them view of their funny faces in the portable mirror. Baji smiled as he checked out the bustle of his locality every person was engaged in something ,eating, participating in activities or just plainly having an enjoyable watch of their family members involved in activities .. Baji noticed many family heads males and females varied age range, push paper money or slide in bits of change in the donations box, he smiled it was regardless whether this small cross section of people was rich in worldly terms or not, but they certainly were cheerful givers which made them rich in spirit for certain.

The day began to move towards its natural end and before the light did a disappearing act all together, Baji, announced that all the donations will be given to the local rehab centre on behalf of the PW peoples...there was a loud cheer, and Baji instructed the drummers to pull people's attention for the draw of the spanking new wheel chair. AS pulled a name and one of the disabled children won the wheel chair , Baji lifted the young girl child in his arms and seated her in her new power propelled wheel chair and took great pride in showing her the controls amidst a clatter of clapping bystanders. Roops ,AS, Kala, Suds, Leela, stood and watched as an excited Baji ran and followed the wheelchair at medium speed ,AS laughed, "humein yaad hai Dutta ke Rascal par Baji kya kerta tha", Suds muttered "nutanki kerta tha ,aur kiya umeed ker sakte hein ap is Baji se", he griped... soon it was time to bring the fun day to a close, families with excited children with prizes and rewards made way for their homes, people shook Baji's hand and bade farewell to AS , as they reminded her how blessed she was to have such sons as Dutta Bhao and Baji Bhao..AS smiled, but still remained under unseen pressure of having her two jawan bte married off... Roops and Baji walked hand in hand behind their family towards the cars, Baji looked at her sideways and said as she gazed back at him ,"thanks Roops ,tere bagher mere theran , ye sab kam bhi udhura reh jata...she smiled back at him and agreed,"haan Baji we did it together!

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Dutta in complete formal military uniform, stood to attention before his boss Brigadier Parekh , one step next to him stood 1^st Lieutenant Khan also in full uniform. Dutta his stubble face firm and fixed stood rigid and tall, within a split of a second his slender fingers moved to his waist and unclasped his belt ,which he with poise placed upon his boss's desk .Parekh watched in disbelief, as Dutta's immaculately manicured fingers next removed his pips from his epaulettes, and set them on the boss 's desk with a hint of a clink of metal. He gently blinked his eyes once, raised his hand, spread his fingers and elegantly with a hint of respect for his vocation, removed his beret slanted on his broad head and placed it on the desk. In the final action Dutta placed a white envelope on Parekh's table, "what is the meaning of this Major! Parekh shouted, as he pointed to the articles on his desk and the letter, "answer me!" Dutta stood with his neck held high and he articulated loud and clear in his guttural voice, "I am resigning Sir!", a flabbergasted Parekh immediately rose to his feet ,placed his palms on the desk and inclined forward ,"you're bloody what?!! on what grounds? I demand to know!" bellowed Parekh in utter disagreement. Dutta with disciplined placidity, opened his mouth and replied with an inclusive tone of duty.." short sightedness and incompetency in the delivery of recent duty Sir!. Khan felt as if the earth beneath her feet gave in, and she opened her mouth to speak but Parekh cranked his head towards her and commanded her with a pointed figure "and you officer Khan are fired! and continued in the same sentence "now get out of my sight the pair of you ! !both left Parekh's office. Once outside , within seconds, Dutta grabbed his fellow officer and hurtled and pushed Khan against the wall ,his clawed fingers closed around her neck and with a twisted face his lips screwed up, with his eye brows arched like the devil himself, and eyes that flashed! he brought his face next to her's as he suffocated her and watched her as she begged for oxygen his fingers pressed on her gullet he spoke as if a fiend . ."tera waja se ye hoya hai mera saath I'll kill you! I'll kill! he shouted as her head rolled from side to side on the wall I''ll kill youuu!. Saaasbbb! chooru use Saaab!! mar jaye gi woh Saaabbb!, Naku! he screamed and sat up in bed, his bare chest swathed in sweat and his mat of chest hair curled in shiny moisture...oooh haaahhh... he gathered himself and sniffed , wiped his brow with his back hand ..oooh!.. he shifted himself , lowered his brawny legs and hauled his stark naked body and made way towards the bathroom his armpits were damp, in fact he felt his complete body was pins and needles sensitive, his skin pores felt pricked due to the heat emanated from his body. Still dazed, he turned on the shower and stood under it the cold jet of water which flattened his hair from the top of his crown, his muscular solid body shook as he stood lashed and mercilessly whipped by the rapid aqua jet! His pink lips parted as the water dribbled ,played and teased his full lips ,he closed his mouth to breathe in and parted his lips again to push them into a slant...arghhh! he was hounded by strange thoughts today...all day..In agony he raised his smooth wet sinewy arms that bulged with knotted biceps and triceps and slapped his palms flat on the tiled wall, "ahhgrrrh he growled " I feel lousy, hell! hell! the infallible Major Dutta stumbled in his job! Agrhhh!" he roared as he bumped his forehead against the wet shiny tiled wall in front of him and he raised one of his knees and knocked it against the wall "how incompetent your are Mr Perfect Dutta! ! , he raised his other leg and stamped his wet toe down and the impact made him wriggle his long slender feet. "Naku! kahan hai tu? Naku tune bola tha jab main buliya ga tu ayea gi! ...Naku! he cried as he continued to bump his fore head against the wall...as the water persisted it's caressing of his broad smooth back making way down to his firm buttocks and escaping down to the two strong pillar like legs which held the frame of his entire body, he shuddered ,and shook his head ,"nahin! he should never talk to her about what is going through his mind...AS yess! he wants his mother! beta ko maa ke zaroorat hai", he concluded, and turned off the shower...to be continued. Hamlet53. 24.3.12

Precap: "AS,main ne ek faisla leya hai ju main ap ko batana chahta hoon".. said Dutta

res for tamanna will be back on monday or tuesday pata nahin its like fever loved so back once again

"to be, or not to be" now that is the question!

Hiya hammie ...your sharmilee...phisti...papaya...err and all the rest that I can't seem to remember at the moment ...well point was I'm here!

Well that was one interesting lesson on health care for them...the way it is handled...of course always ABC's first...airway, breathing, circulation...but when, who, and how people are involved was quite interesting...and then the entire lesson on awareness and recognizing mental stress that can lead to worst case scenarios...excellent that you have tackled so many aspects of what such officers are taught and go through...it sheds light on so many different aspects ... well written hammie :)

Oh its always so heartwarming to hear and see such positive things from your patients...can really make your day...Nandi has made great improvements ...and now that she herself believes then she will not let anything get in the way of self recovery...now soon she will be home and ready to get on with her life...

Lauren and Naku's chat was nice lol...her asking about the wedding and calling major lazy, laid back and more importantly available still hahhaa ...so lauren has helped solve Naku's first issue and gave ideas for the others great...looking forward to see how all this rolls out...

So the two smitten fools ...baaji and Naku...in thoughts and memories of their number one man ROFL...Major sir is number one for everyone ! So getting to the arrangements at hand...so Baaji and Roops also roped into it...and loved the conversation as to the importance of doing it her way for its something she wants long term and to make sure they are figuring out where and what kind of help is required in regards to assisting the diasabled...well written!

Rona dhona...always in those interactions of theirs haha ...well it started off nicely and then he went pop out of the box...poor girl in tears yet again...and her silence was so loud it was killing him...and line cut...

Baaji and Roops on organization committee ...seems to me they defo make a good team...great ideas floating about...AS, Kala, Leela, and Suds are also roped in...an excellent event with great organizations and events...loved the teaching of bike rides ...woh bhi baaji ke saath...of course all young ladies eyes on him...he too is quite a good looking chocolate boy :P What a fun day for all and quite successful as we saw it...hammie..loved it all ...you have penned it simply and beautifully...tackling what was required yet mentioning the good that came from it in many ways and forms and not just through money...but peoples enjoyment, content, fun, satisfaction and making the day special with prizes too...great!

Now what a strange dreams...is Khan becoming some sort of threat to his job or is his job becoming a threat to his life? Well anyhoo...khan almost strangled to death ...major resigning am sure had some holding their breaths ...hmm major to the bathroom for a shower...one of his favorite things to do :P and our fav to watch oh oopps...public forum mein i think i have said too much LOL ...oh so it was the thoughts of him stumbling on the job...he need not be so hard on himself...life is such nothing is set in stone...anything can happen...hmmm but he needs his mother dearest now...let's see what comes of this ...and that precap sounds interesting...waiting to see what thats about ...

Great Update Hammie ! As always loved the read...lots of love and hugs especially from ur roly poly tootsie ... chal take a look at this cutie that looks you in the eyes waiting for you to shower her with your kind side :P

wah hammie, aaj toh kamal ho gaya. nakku nearing end of her first target. see we find out the indian army also takes mental health issues, like they find it necessary to do in the western world. Lauren apni harkaton se baa nahin ayay gi besharam aurat.khulay aam nakku se bol deti hai she has her eyes on the major. humne aisa kia kiya jo itni meharbaan ho gayee aaj baji ke chahnay waalon pe. the fun day was good, bike ride with baji was funny.suds ko kanta chubhtaa hi rahe ga.it was an excellant way to raise awareness, in our minds also about how we need to do some sort of even small jestures for people to recognise , all the access problems a person with dissability might face.

hi hammiee,

hammie, wil be posting the comments monday🤗 err tuesday or maybe wedy ok fine whenever me feel like😆, itna haq banta hain?

Hi Hamlet

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hammie, wil be posting the comments monday🤗 err tuesday or maybe wedy ok fine whenever me feel like😆, itna haq banta hain?

yesss baaby, it's hard to over look tera remark, can see and hear ,tere teasing challo ho gaye hai...HAAN...hummmh ,theekh hai ,jab tu chahe but all I wanted to say was:

Saaadha Haq ! aithe Rakh!

I, Me,& Myself!