Pooja looked around furtively. There was palpable tension on her face. Kavita smiled reassuringly at her, as if to say that "nothing to worry about." The lady from the doctor's chamber came outside and called, "Ms. Pooja". Pooja got up from her seat and with one last look at Kavita, went inside alone. Kavita went to one end of the lobby and dialed Paul's number from her cell phone
Pooja and Paul knew each other from their high school days. Soon their friendship grew into love and after finishing college and securing jobs they got married. After a blissful one and half years, trouble, slowly but surely, reared its head in their paradise. When all attempts to reconcile failed, they decided to get a divorce. That was two years ago. It was painful for both of them moving on was easier said than done.
While Paul did manage to overcome and move on, Pooja's life got stuck. Initially she put up a very brave facade and immersed herself in her new life. Even she was not aware when the bitterness crept in and spread like a poison through her whole being .
She seemed to be obsessed with Paul like never before she never missed a chance to run him down in front of common friends. Pooja never missed a chance to drop "broad hints" in a "subtle way" about Paul's "role" in the failure of their marriage. Strangely, she never saw any fault of hers in the whole "mess". The chirpy, cheerful Pooja seemed to have undergone a metamorphosis,
She went to the extent of asking them (the common friends) to choose between friendship with her or with Paul. Friends, caught unwillingly in the middle of a storm, went from sympathizing to getting irritated with her. Slowly they started moving away from her. That is, all except her best friend Kavita.
Kavita knew that something needed to be done before it was too late! Pooja's whole being was fractured into two . Her hopes her beliefs, her trust, even her self-worth had been shattered when her marriage broke up! Though, she tried valiantly to put the pieces together, she gave up trying after a few feeble attempts.
Kavita had been informed of her friend's condition by none other than Paul. He had told her that Pooja needed help but he couldn't help her directly. She flared up at the very mention of his name. But, though their relationship had broken down, he still was fond of her.
Somehow, Kavita had managed to break into the emotional fortress that Pooja had created around her. She had very patiently managed to talk Pooja into seeking psychiatric counseling to deal with her pain. That's why they were here today
its very nearly to realty of numan life and you are a great repreasentetor of nature & life . ur post is very best.
very nice narration , wonderful approach so human and so close it seems that an real incident is being watched as one reads on.
and any friends reading….thats the way stuff in life have to be handled.
well done kavitha…thats the way to do it…friends have a untold responsibility they are not here to share the good times alone…..and it is noted anyone can go to a psychiatric counseling its not a crime….and lot of people in todays world need it…and it will help them…fractured…a good title….fractured in the mind, its got to be healed and will be….i rate this as an excellent blog.
Is there a second part…??Interesting…
so true..lovely narration, i wish someone here in this iland reads this too.great and touching post!
Hmmmmm… good story.
Nice post with nice theme…….
hi - ok wats d status wid pooja’’s health, wats her real prob - wat medication did u give her today - rock
Very nice post…… the selection of theme and the wordings are simply amazing.. thanks for shedding light on this issue…….
You have tremendous command over your theme and language. This is such a tightly knit one that its just perfect in every sense. Great work mate…
gr8 post,,,
Imagine how many of these issues go unrecognized and untreated leading to more serious calamities - niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice :))))))
when i see an alert in my inbox abt a post frm u . it gets a smile on my face coz i know i m goin to have a grt time ahead by readin it. amazin is the word for this post
It is certainly very very difficult to repair “Fractured psyche”.
Doel, you are doing a great social work by dwelling upon a theme ,which is the need of the hour. People need this service, today…congrats for success in your nice endeavour…