[MG FF] The Sunshine- Update pg 134 - Page 27

Thank u so much dear :)

Thank u so much dear :)

Thank u so much dear :)

Thank u so much dear :)

Thank u so much dear :)

Thank u so much dear :)

Anne Dory Parker was a psychologist by profession. In fact, she was a gold medal winner and the most intelligent student of the world's numero uno psychologist Brant Leah. She was considered the best psychoanalyst of recent times. She was way too like her guide, Brant Leah. Any psychological problem, Anne was sure to have a solution. She was an inspiration to Geet, who like her, aimed to become a psychotherapist.

Psychology, in general, was the most difficult branch of science and the only branch of science without a definition. Every personality different; individuality different; thinking of each individual varied vastly. In particular among them, child psychology was the most difficult of all. Children's thinking was highly unpredictable. You never know what they actually want. One moment they want one thing and the very next moment their preferences would have changed. Being a psychotherapist was a big challenge and today, she faced a very big challenge: treating a little boy.

Anne had received a call from her best friend explaining about the situation in Chander Mahal. She had come to Delhi to handle a case and was spending some time as holiday before returning back to New York. But when Smriti called her, her agenda changed and she stayed back to help Geet in her mission. For her, this was a moment of pride when her little student was ready to take up her first challenge and knowing her quite well, Dory was sure Geet would succeed.

Taking out a heavy book - Methods and treatments in child psychology, she buried herself into it, riffling through the book and noting down points that would help her little girl succeed in curing the boy. Just then, her hotel room telephone rang.

'Hello, Anne Dory Parker here.'

'Aha! Oh my god! Drooly you rock! What a fab plan…bauji wont smell anything rotten in this. He is so dumb to logically work it out…so no problem! Yay!' Geet exclaimed into the phone. Anne laughed hearing her little girl's celebration. She was proud to be Geet's god mother.

'That's right, sweetheart…we won't have any problem, I guess. Shall I come tomorrow? Is your ballet studio ready?'

'Yeah…sure…will be waiting' smiled Geet and hung up, waiting for Dory to come.

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'Who are you?' asked Mohan, to a girl outside his door. She was clad in a black skirt and white tee and had come with her suitcase.

'Umm…actually, sir, my name is Anne Dory Parker. I am coming from New York. I just arrived today. I have been sent by the American court as a personal care taker cum tutor for Miss Geet Handa, the daughter of prisoner Smriti Handa. So, can I meet Geet, sir?' Anne asked tentatively.

'Personal care taker?' Mohan asked, shrugging his shoulders and eying her suspiciously. 'My daughter is doing perfectly fine without any tutor. We don't need anyone.'

'I know she is doing perfectly fine…' actually, she is doing way more than just fine, you weirdo! 'But it is the order of the American court. I have been assigned the job of taking care of Geet and I have to do my duty, sir. Here is the official letter. You can go through it' said Anne and took out a letter from her bag.

'Okay fine…' Mohan brushed off as soon as he saw a thick manila office envelope and presumed that this girl was telling the truth. 'Fine…you can meet Geet. Savitha! Geet ko bulao!'

'Did you call me bauji?' asked Geet coming out after a few minutes.

'Yes, this is Anne Dory Parker and she has been sent by American court to take care of you…say hi to her. My daughter is quite scared of strangers, you know…' Mohan grinned apologetically.

Geet extended her hand and said 'Hi! Nice to meet you. I am Geet!' wow! Heights of stupidity. Geet and scared? Well bauji you really need to be careful. Anyway, she is no stranger…hehe! She is someone whom I have seen from many years. LOL! Good going bauji…

Anne noticed Nimby's mischievous grin and returned her hand shake. Well Mohan, you clearly have underestimated your lovely little girl…let me tell you, I am her god mother and I don't need any introduction or explanation as to how my Nimby is, you moron! Ha!

'Nope! Not in the slightest. All is in the well. I am really glad to have you as my teacher. It will be fun. By the way, where are you staying?' She winked.

'I have booked a hotel room. I will be there until I look for a personal residence' smiled Anne, understanding where it was going to.

'Hey bauji, why can't she stay in our house?' quipped Geet.

'I guess that is fine. You can stay in our outhouse. It is empty. But Geet, no strangers in the mansion. You know it right?' Mohan asked.

'Oh, yeah! I know it…' Geet said gloomily.

'Anyway, I have lots of books to show you. Come on in. you can shift to outhouse later. No problem na, bauji?'

Mohan stayed quiet for a while and then replied, 'not at all my dear. Please make yourself at home' he smiled at Anne who responded in a smile too.

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'He really needs to get his brain checked! I mean, I was praying hard that he shouldn't check what's there in the envelope and he did exactly the way I wanted! I mean how someone can be so dumb? God!' exclaimed Anne as soon as she made herself comfortable in Geet's room.

'Drooly! Don't speak anything here…walls, too, have ears you know. Let's go to the terrace with some of my star gazing books and bauji won't understand. Come one' said Geet, before she grabbed some books and her pocket telescope and led Anne out of her room. Hiding from her bauji, Geet and Anne came to the terrace and found a place in a far corner so that their conversation would be inaudible.

'I just don't understand why Smriti married this person. She is so intelligent and he! Darn! Well, why am I asking you this question' Anne shook her head.

'Oh yes, I don't understand it, either. But who cares, anyway. Let him be the way he is. If he was really intelligent then he would be a big problem in our way. Jo kuch bhi hota hai achche keliye hi hota hai' quipped Geet, smiling provocatively.

'Sometimes, I truly feel that you are Smriti. The way you handle everything out of your reach. I can't see a 9 year old little girl but a grown up and matured woman in you. How can you be like this?' Anne asked incredulously to which Geet just shrugged her shoulders and said 'you tell me, you know how to read minds right?'

'Well yes, I know how to read every mind apart from yours. You are too much a complex. Only you can understand what is going in your head, I suppose' said Anne with a chuckle and the night dissolved like that in the conversation of the god mother and her god daughter.

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Next morning, 9 AM

Geet and Anne watched Mohan go out for hunting and this was the right time to carry out their plan. They tricked the maids into a room in the pretext of finding Geet's lost earring and locked them in and escaped to Anne's hotel. It was easy for them because Mohan didn't make any of his male servants stay in the house because he needed help.

Soon, they reached the hotel and Anne carried the sleeping boy out of the hotel, while Geet helped her by locking the door and taking care of the medicine kit and every other necessary thing. Pretending they were taking a sick boy out of the hotel, as everybody knew Anne was a doctor, they managed to reach their mansion. All the maids were locked in and apart from the security guard outside the door, no body were present. Geet went to the guard and asked in a sweet voice 'mujhe woh chahiye…please dejiye na…' pointing at a fruit on one of the trees and the servant immediately obliged her and went to pluck the fruit. When his attention was on the fruit, Anne stealthily carried the boy inside and waited for Geet near the foyer. After taking the fruit from the watchman, Geet ran into the haveli and both Anne and Geet shifted the boy into the newly renovated room.

'Mission successful!' screamed Geet and started jumping around in celebration and Anne was grinning ear to ear. This was the beginning of happiness for this little boy and she was so excited to have him get completely normal and sane. Yet for that, she had to study him closely.

'Nimby, from tonight we will start the treatment, okay? So this will be the last sedative I would give. Let him scream how much ever he wants. The room is soundproof right, you have tested it?'

'Absolutely…not a slight noise reaches outside, even to my room. I have tested with the loudest ear splitting noise and couldn't hear micro dec…deci..' Geet struggled to get that term used in physics to describe sound.

'Decibel' Anne helped.

'Ah yes…decibel outside. It is absolutely perfect. There is no problem as far as I can see.'

'Very good…then the first phase of the treatment will start tomorrow. So, firstly, you have to tell me your observations. What have you seen in him? That will help for me to go further' said Anne, raising her eyebrows and giving a did-you-get-it look to Geet.

'Of course, I got it. I will do whatever it takes to make this boy normal' replied Geet in a high pitched, excited voice to which Anne smiled and went to get her report file ready.