Ishq-e-Watan

Chapter 24- A Lax Sunday

CHAPTER 24

A LAX SUNDAY

"Karan, tu aa raha hai, na, aaj?" Param asked.

"Haan, haan, bola toh", Karan said. He sifted through the papers, putting them in different piles. "2-3 ghante mein aa jaunga. Thoda sa kaam hai, par pakka aunga. Achha, suno. Baby kitna gussa hai?"

Param chuckled. "Gussa hai par tujhe dekhte hi saara gussa bhool jaayegi. Tu uski chinta mat kar. Kal bhi uchhal rahi thi ki tu aayega."

He smiled slightly. "Aur Bhabhi ko puchho, na, ki woh mere liye pancakes banaa sakti hain kya?"

"Use pata hai. Kal shaam ho hi mujhe bheja tha samaan laane ke liye."

His smile widened. He filed the organized papers. "Bhabhi ko kehna ki woh best hain."

"Keh dunga", he answered, chuckling a little.

"Bhaiya, main ghar aakar baat karta hoon. Thoda sa kaam hai, woh khatam karna hai."

"Theek hai. Bye."

"Bye."

He pocketed his phone, before picking up the files. He paused, seeing the notes he had made as a guide of PTSD and Monami. He picked up a pen, flipping to the page of 'Habits And Problems.'

'She can get panic attacks when she is reliving a nightmare too many times. She needs distraction and comfort.

Symptoms of Panic Attack- Uneven breathing, shaky hands, sweat, not responding when talked to, increased heart rates, crying. Might be different each time.

Note- Talking or humming is best for distraction, preferably while hugging her or touching her in some form for comfort. Try to spot before she gets a panic attack and distract her.'

He paused, thinking it over, before adding another note.

'Note- Way, way out of my league. Call Siddharth immediately.'

He capped the pen, staring at the page. He tilted his head, reading the notes over. His gaze lingered on the third point he had written almost a week before.

'She can get lost when she is thinking about a nightmare. She does not like to talk too much and prefers to think and deal with it herself. She does not like being touched and it is best to shut up and leave her to her thoughts because she might start to feel that she isn't getting her space.

Note- Needs to be analysed whether she is in the mood to talk or not.'

"Hadd hai", he muttered to himself. "Kabhi nightmare ke baad baat nahi karni hai aur kabhi karni hai. Kabhi yeh khud distracted hoti hai, kabhi ise distraction chahiye. Kabhi koi hug kare, toh panic karti hai, aur kabhi koi nahi kare, toh karti hai."

He heaved a sigh. He leaned against the back of the chair, staring at the notes.

"Monami Mahajan, tumhe samajhna chah raha hoon par tum toh samajh hi nahi aa rahi ho."

'Log ek baar mein samajh nahi aate hain, Sanju. Kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki koi samajh aa gaya aur phir agle din woh kuchh aisa kar deta hai jisse lagta hai ki hume toh kuchh pata hi nahi hai uss insaan ke baare mein.'

"Sahi keh raha tha Faizi. Mujhe laga tha ki mujhe tum samajh aa gayi ho- ek sherni jo apne aap ko duniya se chhupakar rakhti hai." He shook his head. "But you aren't that simple, Monami. Tumhaare baare mein har cheez complicated hai. Tum darr kar karti kya ho, woh tak simple nahi hai." He narrowed his eyes. "But tumhe toh main samajh kar rahunga. I accept the challenge."