CHAPTER 1
Baad O Baran
Sometimes life throws you into crazy situations that you never thought you'd be in. It's like being stuck in an endless loop or a whirlpool, where you're not sinking but living a life addicted to suffering. You willingly embrace the pain and don't want to let go. It's like you want to burn in the fire of emotions you couldn't control, just to feel the warmth of those feelings that once kept you going. But as a wise man said, some people aren't on the path to doom; doom itself comes to them. strucks them again and again like it pulling you like a butten is pulled by the dupatta of a gorgeus lady even for some seconds but feels like foreeverIt can be sweet or it can be like the lightning of a never-ending storm that burns you every time you look at it. But you're still there because of the amazing view you're craving. But it's still madness.
The madness is that I'm writing this and you can relate to it.
Some things will eventually come to your mind. You'll live an entire lifetime in that story that's going on in your mind, even if it only lasts for a split second.
'Storm is like a hungry wolf looking for something to eat or maybe just to feel dominant, you know?
Someone is walking down a deserted alley. The rain is pouring heavily, and he's lost in familiar streets but feels like he's in an apocalypse. He keeps walking, even though he's scared. Maybe he's drunk, or maybe he's just feeling guilty or something. Man, he's so angry or maybe just helpless. Blood is dripping down from his forehead. It hurts, but not as much as walking on those bruised legs. He's got a cigarette in one hand, but it's not lit. On the other hand, he's carrying a wooden box. And then, the clouds start roaring and he suddenly wakes up.
Man, the crazy wind outside is banging on the window and rattling the panes. It woke me up.
I'm sweating like crazy and my heart is racing like a bullet train.
Yeah, it's me, the same old guy.
Man, I feel you. It sucks to be stuck in a loop of bad dreams, but running from the past won't help. You gotta face it head-on, my friend. I know you're a former psychiatry professor, but now you're working as a medical officer at a drug rehab centre. Maybe it's your ego or something else, but you need to let go of whatever's holding you back. undone purpose or maybe he is crazy.
Dr. Jareen has some stories to tell, but right now, he is late for work.
Jeeran is a mysterious guy to the unknown and an unstable, insane and ghosty guy to the people who know him.
He will never talk to anyone except for his patients such a mature guy who still
You know, I'm really scared of fire and rain. It's such a weird combination, right? But when you've seen both extremes, it's hard not to be scared. I mean, I can't live in moderation.
Hey, so this guy is lost in his thoughts, but he's still the best psychiatrist you can find. He's got an impeccable academic record and a ton of experience with mental illnesses.
Anyway, he was running down the hallway and his apron fell out of his hands. And guess who showed up? The one and only Santosh!
SANTOSH- "Can't even handle that stupid white dress of yours. Are you even a doctor? that innocent face of you enrages me
hehe are Doxab i joking
may I help you, you seem to be lost like always
hehe still joking "
As he approaches to help him, he notices Jareen's fist is full of scar marks like a street fighter.
Weirdly, Jareen ignores him and walks away. Maybe he's scared of Santosh, but there's no reason for that. Maybe he's scared of the immense anger in his silence, or maybe he's just scared of everyone, even faces scare him now. People like Santosh never dared to look him in the eye. But now he's like a little kid lost in a fair, wanting help from everyone but unable to speak or trust anyone. Finally, he's in his OPD.
Hey, you got it right! Just like him, his clinic is nothing short of amazing. There's a room divided by a big glass panel. On one side, it's filled with souvenirs, while the other side has just a table and a chair. And guess what? The empty side is where he sits.
So, he reaches his clinic and the patient is sitting in front of him. Suddenly, there's a loud thunderclap and the rain starts pouring down heavily. And guess what? The patient starts shouting "It's raining! It's raining!" with excitement.
Yo, he gets what it means, he's fluent in the language, but he just doesn't feel the soul of it, you know?
And when the wind blows, he's right back in the past, lost in his memories
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