IN THE PREVIOUS PART YOU SAW THAT HOW SUFFERED BUT IN THIS 2ND AND LAST PART I WILL TELL HOW I OVERCOMED, AND ABOUT THE HELP OF TWO MOST IMPORTANT PERSONS.
NOW NEARLY 1 AND HALF MONTHS WENT OUT BUT MY DEPRESSION......AS USUAL WAS PREVAILING INSIDE ME. LITERALLY FOR ONE MONTH I DIDN'T TALKED TO MY FRIENDS EVEN IF I MET THEM THEN I USED TO AVOID OR I TRY MY BEST TO GIVE ONE LINER ANSWER. ONE FINE DAY ONE OF MY DEAREST FRIEND CALLED ME......EXACTLY AFTER ONE YEAR. I AVOIDED HIS CALL FOR 3 TIMES BUT STILL HE CONTINUED CALLING ME.....I PICKED IT UP AT LAST AND A VERY FAMILIAR AND FRIENDLY RATHER A BROTHERLY VOICE CAME FROM OTHER SIDE, "What happened senior seargent of NCC NAVAL WING ..CDT ASUTOSH BARAL why weren't you picking up my calls, literally here i am dying to talk with my dearest brother but you as usual KHADOOS", wait! did he called me KHADOOS. I never heard someone calling me khadoos, he further continued, "how are you bro ? all good i am missing you out here" before he could continued further i broke down and cried out my heart on this side, and yes! THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW LET ME TELL THEM THAT I DO CRY SOMETIMES AND IT'S NATURAL. He was disturbed, at first he calmed me down and asked me the reason behind and i told everything. And there he was at first fuming and cursing me but soon calmed down and said, " listen i will tell only one thing i need that Asutosh back who gave a backfire answer to the AO of the pre RDC camp when he was questioned upon his passion and talent, i need that Asutosh back anyhow, don't care about the world just open your wings and fly as much you want and if anyone tries to bring you down or cut out your wings then you know what to do CDT ASUTOSH BARAL....till then best of luck from CDT NAVNEET BALIARSINGH" saying this he disconnected the call but that 5 minutes talk again ignited a hope within me to live my life. The next day i tried from my side and i went to my counseller Shweta mam and explained her the whole incident and with her help and my friend's motivation i recovered within almost 5 weeks. Slowly and slowly i started talking with everyone enjoyed my family functions started moving out with my friends again became regular to my classes etc......my life was becoming normal again just one day that same lady came infront of me,....yes we again met at public place and there she called me, " how are you ? have you came out of that zero zone or are you still intact" further she could say anything i tapped a cheque upon her and it was my first cheque of rs 5000 for my first painting project work and further i continued, " mam i am fully fine, tell me how are you....and hnn yes i heard that your son is arrested in a drug case and two students of yours have failed in CHSE written retest.....is it true or.....oh sorry what happened to me why am i asking you all these anyways you continue your marketing,.....jay jagannath" that day a that very moment i didn't looked down rather with a smile on my face i walked down the streets ......and further you are intelligent what happened withmy so called aunt afterwards.
THEY SAY FOR ME ITS IMPOSSIBLE BUT POOR SOULS THEY PRONOUNCE IT WRONG RATHER ITS "I AM POSSIBLE FOR ME"........and through this writing my special thanks goes to my special friend who not only saved my life rather taught me the command of "GO COMMANDO".....
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THE SILENT LIFE.
Non-FictionTHIS STORY IS REALITY BASED RATHERV IT'S MY STORY ONLY ABOUT MY DEPRESSION SESSION AND HOW I ATTEMPTED TO SUICIDE.