Naino ki toh Baat Naina Jaante Hain

Why Me ?!

Soon Karan was called to meet the doctor.

Karan was filled with nervousness and anxiety as he never had been to a psychiatrist before.

Somehow he managed to open the door. He was greeted by a middle aged Man who gave him a warm smile.

The smile somehow melted Karan's stubborn heart. He entered and sat down opposite to Dr.Yogesh.

Dr Yogesh: Hello Karan !
I have heard you are a special agent!
Infact Col.Batra spoke to me yesterday regarding you !

Karan smiled.

Dr.Yogesh: So tell me Karan, about how you became a special agent !

Karan : Sir , my Father was in the Army.  I was barely a few months old ,when he was martyred.  My mother couldn't take the setback and she passed away a few months after my Father passed away.

I was raised by my elder brother who treated me as his own son. My brother joined the Army when I was in high school.

I was always inspired to be an Army Officer, as I had seen Col.Batra, a father like figure to me many a time in the olive green uniform.

After high school,  I started preparing for NDA Exams . I cracked it in my first attempt and joined NDA.

I loved training and was the topper of my batch. Soon I started training for becoming a Special Agent.

Soon I started going for missions. There was a mission that was being headed by my brother Param Shergill.

That was one of the most dreaded missions in my life.  The more I think about it, the more it haunts me.

That Mission was to rescue a few rich kids who had accidentally crossed the border and had entered the terrorist camp.

Myself and my Brother did rescue all the kids but as my Brother commanded me to leave the area with the kids,  I felt a sudden  pain in my chest. I thought that  I would keep the kids safely near the Police and return to save my brother.

Alas, before I could return , the entire place burnt into ashes. I felt like a loser as I couldn't protect  my brother,  I felt helpless and dejected. 

When my sister in law was given the news of my brother's martyrdom, she couldn't take the news. She was shattered and looking at her , I felt frustrated and angry with myself .

I held myself responsible and started hating rich kids.

After my brother's tragic death,  I had started having sleeplessness.

Every night the moment I closed my eyes , the Mission flashes used to come in my head and I used to have panic attacks.

Dr Yogesh: why didn't you take any psychologists help.....where you having the mindset that you would be judged if you take help or you ignored and kept blaming yourself for something that you have never done?!

Karan : Sir,  I kept blaming myself, I wanted to take help but my ego used to come in between. I felt that meeting a Psychologist or a Psychiatrist for that matter meant I would be deemed unfit to be in the Army.

I didnt have the guts to face a heartbreak. O was haunted with thoughts such as they would never let me be a part of the Army.

Sir Army is my life and without it I am nothing .

Dr.Yogesh then understood that Karan was suffering from Separation anxiety.

I kind of anxiety where the person fears losing someone close.

Dr Yogesh: Okay Mr.Karan, for the time being, we'll stop here.

But I would suggest you do a small homework.
In our next meeting, I want you to make a list of things that make you anxious and things or people who make you feel happy and special.

Karan nodded and left the cabin.
As soon as Karan left he heaved a sigh of relief. He actually felt a little better .

He then went to the Academy ,where he saw his Monami with Shreya playing Hide and Seek in the garden.

He too joined them and the trio enjoyed their time.
Although Monami didnt remember anyone, Karan didnt force her.

He was glad that she was in the Academy and he would help her regain her memory.

After sometime, Karan met Col.Batra and told about his next appointment with Dr.Yogesh.

Col.Batra felt happy that finally Karan took a much needed step for himself and that was healing himself.