Twisted Emotions

Chapter 1 :Depression

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It's me writing for the first time so please do appreciate my work  and do comment if there's any blurr or typing mistakes.

English is not my first language so there will definitely be some grammatical errors.

Lets start
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                   Zahid POV:

"Mr.Mir sorry to say ..she's not normal..I mean aap khud apni behen ki haalat dekhein she's not OK..she has got 5 very bad panic attacks this year "Miss Sulaiman said and I bowed my head
   
Miss Sulaiman is a very good psychiatrist of the city. She has been treating fareeha(my sis) since one year after her divorce with hadi(my cousin). Fareeha wasn't the same girl she used to be after the things she had in her life.Fareeha had literally loved hadi with her whole heart but hadi being the son of 'the Sarmad Mir' .Hadi married her only for the sake of her property and after taking all the benefits from the property and let her sign the documents of property ,he left her all traumatized. Obviously fareeha was heart broken and she couldn't tolerate that pain which was given by her loved ones and she started having panic attacks since this 6 months.

It was midnight  and normally I  woke up to check on her and she was having a very bad panic attack ,she was breathless and was literally sobbing which made her even more difficult in breathing and I directly called miss sulaiman, without a second thought she  came to our house and tried to have a chat with her to soothe but she wasn't in the mood, so she injected her sleeping pills.

Currently , we both were sitting in the living room miss sulaiman was sitting on the sofa and I was sitting beside her on the chair.

"M..miss s..sulaiman...I...i" I started my blabbering but couldn't continue further.

"Mr.Mir I think she needs a therapy" she stated calmly.

"Fareeha is NOT MAD miss sulaiman....pagal nahi hai woh "I stated angrily gritting my teeth.

"Neither am I saying she is(mai bhi kahan keh rahi hoon ki woh pagal hai)"her words had some point which made me calm.

"Toh..toh ab hame kya karna chahiye" I asked confusingly.

"I think she needs a therapy" she again had the same reply but now I wasn't angry on her instead I took a deep breath and said

"Matlab?"

"Mr.Mir these type of people need an assurance that they have some one with whom..with whom they can share their personals...I think she needs her assurance from you and Mainly she has to try and avoid OVERTHINKING and Mr.Mir please try every possible thing by which she can be distracted an...and she can never ever look behind Or else... she will enter the next stage..depression stage"
Her words were totally making points and yeah I have to do some good chat with her. It's not that I haven't tried to have a conversation with her,I did but everytime she ignored me but this time I will not listen to her. Miss sulaiman words stuttered when she was talking about depression and that too for my sister mere hote hue toh bilkul bhi nahi.

"She'll never ever enter that stage madam" I said darkly pointing my finger towards her and she was very scared and immediately got up from the sofa

"S..sorry Mr.Mir"she was hell scared and I realised my tone.

"S.....sorry miss sulaiman and...and yeah i will definitely think about your opinion..thankyou"
I too stood up and told her in as cold voice as possible. She left my house as she was getting many calls from her house Obviosly it was midnight.

After bidding her formally , I directly went towards reeha's room Her name is fareeha but normally I call her reeha(She loves it whenever i call her by that name). I slowly opened the door. The room had very dim lights but it was clearly visible for me to roam around. I went towards her bed side (where she was now sleeping peacefully) and I kneeled down beside her and I slowly started to caress her hair.

"R..reeha" I whispered slowly and suddenly she held my hand very tightly unknowingly a sob left my mouth and tears started rolling down my eyes. I gently caressed her hand which was in mine.

"I...I.. am sorry reeha main...main tumhaare paas...us waqt nahi tha....us waqt nahi tha..jab tumhe meri sabse zyaada zaroorat thi..aur.....aur  jab bhi mujhe tumhari  zaroorat thi tum thi mere liye...magar mai nahi tha tumhaare liye..I am sorry...I am sorry reeha" I stated and started staring our intertwined hands and just then something caught my attention.
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And what was the thing that got Zahid's attention.