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Chapter 6A
Deeper Down The Bottomless Pit
I woke up that morning and I was feeling afraid. It was a kind of fear that I had never known. It was a sinking feeling at the pit of my stomach which was spreading slowly upwards, towards my throat. I felt afraid. Extremely afraid. There was no logical reason to it, really.
I walked to my window on the sixth floor and looked down. Office goers were leaving for work, the children were waiting for their school buses. I peeped into the windows of other apartments and saw women cooking. I looked at the cars that were parked below and the drivers cleaning the cars of their employers. It was a day like any other"an ordinary day.
Except, I was terrified. The fear gripped me. There were no words to express it. It felt overwhelming. My heart was beating fast and I broke into a cold sweat. It was irrational, incomprehensible and terrifying.
I went back, sat on my bed and took a few deep breaths. I closed my eyes. I put my arms around my feet and rocked back and forth, wanting to calm myself.
"It's okay. It's okay" I kept repeating to myself mentally. But the words seemed to have no effect.
I sat on my bed for about fifteen minutes and watched the clock ticking. I felt more and more afraid with each passing second.
Manik's POV
"Why tody nandu didn't came for jog." I murmured to myself. I was waiting in the park where she daily comes for jog.
"May be today she would have woke up late. Hmm!!!!" I thought and went back to my home. Little did he knew she was going to welcome a great storm of her life.
Nandini's POV
Finally I walked to the kitchen.
I saw my dad making a cup of tea. By now, I could barely breathe.
My face was ashen. My hands were cold.
"Daddy" I called out in a whisper. It was hoarse. My voice could barely be heard. My dad looked up in surprise. One look at me and he knew there was something wrong. Seriously wrong.
"Baby, what is the matter?" He asked. He sounded anxious, tense. He never called me baby before this.
I burst into tears. Uncontrollable sobs. Loud wails initially that gave way to a pitiable whimper. And then silent sobs.
My dad held me "What happened? What happened?" he kept repeating.
I had no idea what happened. Nothing had happened.
"I am scared, Daddy" I could hear myself say. The voice seemed to belong to somebody else.
"Calm down. Whatever it is we will sort it out." He said.
His words had no effect. By now my mother too had come into the kitchen.
"Is there something wrong at college?" she asked.
I shook my head and I was being entirely truthful, for once.
"I am scared, ma. Very scared." I muttered, sounding like a lost child, a six year old.
"What are you scared of? Can you tell?" asked my mother.
I could not.
My mother got me a bottle of ice cold water and poured out a glass.
"Drink this." she said. I obeyed.
"Is it because of the letters?" My dad asked me.
I shook my head. It really was not.
"Even if we burnt it, we did the right thing. The letters have no place in her life," said my mother.
My heartbeats had multiplied. It felt like some giant speakers had been attached to them, with an amplifier inside my head and somebody had turned on the volume at full. Thud-thud-thud was all I could hear. The room seemed to be closing in on me.
From some place far away, I could hear my mother's voice asking me if I felt better. I could not respond.
I closed my eyes willing whatever was gripping me to go away. I felt my dad's hand on my back. He was rubbing my back, trying to calm me. He was saying "There is nothing to be afraid of. I am here now. Don't worry. I am here." He kept repeating it and he kept rubbing my back.
I so wanted to believe him.
"Take deep breaths," he said. I did.
"In and out, inhale and exhale," he kept repeating.
I breathed just as he had told me and gradually the panic subsided. I began to feel a little better. I opened my eyes. I saw my mother's worried face. I could see that my dad was worried too but he was trying to hide it.
I felt better now.
"Do you have any exam or test tomorrow?" she asked. Perhaps she thought it was a panic-attack or an anxiety attack.
I again shook my head. Neither they nor me were capable to reach to the conclusion of this sudden fear that almost created a havoc in me.
"You take rest today. Maybe you have been working too hard. You will feel better tomorrow" said my dad, when I told him I did not want to go.
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Okay guys. Here I would like to tell you guys. Never underestimate any ailment related to health. You never know what it can cost you ahead. Please consult respective Doctor for it asap. Here too nandini's parents didn't took it seriously and assumed it to be a panic or anxiety attack but they didnt knew what is stored for them in the future.
You can take my example. I was having headache since 6th or 7th standard, but I ignored it sighting stress to be the reason and now I have migraine.
So I would request all to take care of you and your loved ones.
Edited by Drashtiii - 9 years ago
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