Pushing The Limits -A KriYansh FF Chap 1-pg 3

Pushing The Limits

He was my companion,But not in harmony were we,
Like the clouds and sunlight, Together but as apart as can be.

There were feelings of animosity, Indifference, And anguish between us,
My departed lover, had been everything, But unfaithful.

Now days everyone wants to have a mast life. Hmm, lets take you as an example. You are happy, should I say satisfied with what you have. A smart guy, an awesome friend circle, supporting parents, enough money in your pocket. And a bright future. Really there's none in this world who would be unhappy with all these in their hands. But heard about destiny ever? YES?? NO?? If no, then lemme tell you destiny is such an asshole. It can destroy everything you have within a minute. Not within a minute. He could have a long plan also. As destiny always plays to win. Such a jerk, you see! But this time I hope it'll be other way around. I really do hope.

Prolouge

RDS Mental Hospital

New Delhi

I don't want to be here. I don't even belong here. But who cares? This one is the fourth psychiartrist and only god knows why my parents think this doctor is the one. He is the one who can make their daughter better! I think they are now used to keep high hopes and finally getting nothing from it. I mean the previous ones were also well known, but they could not do anything, so what this one can do? *yawns* Believe me, this is what I'm doing from two hours. Yawning and yawning.

Now don't look at me like that. I can understand what you're thinking. "This girl is mad or what? She looks fine so why she needs a phychiartist? ''. Ok! I am not fine. I'm not. I tried to do suicide two months before and believe me I don't regret it. And that's why I'm here just because I don't regret it. HAHA! Mental check up.

And I loathe all phychiartists in this world. I find them totally funny. Nothing more nothing less. And I feel pity for them. I want to know what they learnt when they were students. None can understand what others feel. None can feel the pain you're feeling. So tell me, when you cant even feel that, how you can reduce other's pain? Anyways lets chuck it. In future I would love to see all these phychiartists jobless. Because why people would love to waste their money on someone who can't do anything? Let me tell you one incident. My second so called psychiatrist, she was a good looking woman, kinda looks like Shridevi, you know. So when I told her that I couldn't sleep at all and I wanted to cry all time. (SEE, I TRIED! I tried to give her a chance to help me but she was a nutcase.) So where I was? Hmm, I told her that I needed sleeping pills as I couldn't sleep at all. And you know what she suggested me? TO COUNT 100 to 1 backwards closing my eyes. PATHETIC! You see!

And one thing I need to mention. ALL psychiatrists are old! I don't know them all. But I'm kinda sure as three of my own psychiartists were above fifty! Come on, I'm eighteen, checking out guys is not something new for a girl of this age ;)

Still two patients have to go. Then my chance! I don't even know the name of the doctor, I am least interested as you know.

After ten minutes someone calls out my name. My parents are with me. So why I am afraid again? My hands are sweating again. I don't want to share my memories with anyone. As memories are only left, and good or bad, it's precious for me. Anyways I have to face the same shit again. Aah! Let's do it.

"Kriya Ghai?" , he asks.

"Yes, Dr. Singhania", my father says with such a high hope in his eyes.

"Did you read her case history doctor?", my father asks.

"Yes, I did. And you have such a lovely daughter, Mr. Ghai." he says and turns over the last page of my file and gives it back to my dad.

"Don't you love your name Kriya that you don't response?" Dr. Singhania asks with a amused voice. Only god knows whats so amusing in all these. I just want to slap him and get out of here. But I can't. So I am staring at the ground behaving like "I-give-a-damn-what-you-say.''

"Attitude huh? I like it. But unlike you I love my name. So here. I'm Reyansh Sighania. Your phychiatrist. Hope I can help you with your problem. Even if I can't, now at least you can shake hands with me. If you don't, its going to hurt my ego too bad, Miss Ghai." He says again.

I look up to see the amazing creature named Dr. Singhania. He is not old. And he looks okay. *And now he can buzz off*. I do shake hands for formality.

"So, can we start Kriya?" Mr. Singhania asks with a serious voice.

And it starts again. I want to run. I don't want to share my memories. He should not have left me like that, when we promised to keep our promise always. Our forever was that much? NO! I know everyone is slowly forgetting him. Trying to move on. But how can I move on from someone whom I love so much. Just because he is not here with me, that doesn't mean I have to erase those memories. Damn this world. I miss my Ruhan. I miss him. And suddenly everything turns darker, and I feel like I have lost him again.

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So, it's my first time I am trying to write something. It's horrible I know. But still I want to write😆 Now coming to the story. Yes. It has a pretty much serious stuffs like depression, suicide and something more. So, if you are uncomfortable please don't read. Like yesterday when I was coming from college, I saw a girl, laughing at a mental patient This is so not done. They are going through a lot, with them, their families also. Sometimes we can't keep our balance between high and low stages of our life. It can happen with me, you and with anyone. When, the patient is in high stage, she/ he feels that everyone is wrong ,only she is right and she gives a damn about others. And opposites happen when the low stage comes. Here, Kriya is going through a hard time. Something happened in past, but she needs to move on. It's a story about love, destiny, patience and moving on with better choice. I can't promise to write something so awesome, but I'll try. And yes! We have Dr. Singhania😳. Do tell me if I should continue or not.

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It's not horrible, quite the opposite infact. It was simple but there was definitely a deeper meaning there. I'm glad someone's taking an initiative to write something that carries a social message. And yeah, I'm all for Dr Singhania, I already love him
Update soon and do pm me

intresting concept
way to differwnt
but lobe it very much
do continu son n pm me plzz

oh man such an interesting concept...
too different from other ffs.
m a medico n my interest is in psychiatry .so i love it in that way too.
u penned down it beautifully..
plzz pm me when u update next tym.

Well firstly
M shocked wen u said its ur first one...
U r really Marvellous...
N gifted...😊

Concept seems interesting n sumthng out of d box...

Prologue is Mind Blowing...

N Rey a Psychiatrist...😲

Dats grt...👍🏼

Wuld definitely like to read more...

So do cont soon...
N do pm me...😊

---Soniya----

1 thing is for sure..m in luv wid dr.singhaniya.. Ok so coming to the topic..its very interesting...more, as it carries a social msg, ur writing skill is nyc..waiting for more anny(if dats ur name)..do pm me

Intresting and unique concept
Dr.singhania i like d sound of it alot...!!!
Plz do continue it very soon ndo pm me if possible

Oh my! Its completely Outstanding, The concept. And your writing style is cherry on the top.
Continue Soon Love! 🤗

Awesome start new writer welcome to kriyansh world
Dr.singhaniya nyc
And the concept loved it
And its effective u leave a social msg for everyone nyc
Pm me whn u update nahi tho scrap kardena

different and fabulous concept ... do continue soon and pm me