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Mental Fatigue

Ishan's decision to withdraw from the national team and take a break from cricket sent shockwaves through the sports community. His fans were worried and the media speculated his mental health.

His teammates understood the situation and granted him the break, feeling a bit bad for him. Ishan promised to stay connected with them and wished them luck for the upcoming series.

"I will be back stronger. Ap sab bas focused rehna." Ishan said and moved out of the room while his teammates just watched his retreating figure with a mix of hope and empathy.

Before leaving for Patna, Ishan went to his room to pack some essentials. As he tossed clothes into his bag, Shubman walked in, concern etched on his face.

"Ishan, kya chal raha hai?" He asked, sitting on the bed beside him. "You didn't tell me you were going through this? Why this secrecy?"

Ishan paused, unsure of how to share his emotions. "I didn't wanted to burden you. You have been there for me always."

Shubman's expression softened. "This is what friends are for. Main samajhta agar tum batate."

Ishan sighed, relief washing over him. "Drained feel ho raha hai, not physically but mentally. The pressure, expectations...bas thoda time chaiye fresh hone ke liye."

Shubman nodded thoughtfully. "You deserve it! We all do. Family ke saath time spend karo acha lagega."

Their conversation flowed easily, a comforting familiarity that only close friends share.

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Ishan returned home, seeking solace in his familiar surroundings. His family welcomed him warmly, oblivious to his inner turmoil. They spent the evening sharing laughter and stories, but Ishan's exhaustion lingered beneath the surface.

As the night wore on, Ishan gathered his courage and revealed his decision of taking a break from cricket that's why he is here. The room fell silent.

His parents exchanged worried glances, shock etched on their faces. His mother took in his worn out appearance. "Beta, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice slightly trembling. "Achanak break, woh bhi cricket se?"

Ishan's father looked concern. "Chot toh nhi lagi hai na?"

Ishan took a deep breath, explaining his emotional struggle and the toll cricket had taken on his mental health, due to being benched multiple times. His parents listened intently, their expression turning from shock to understanding.

His mother rushed to his side, enveloping him in a warm hug. "Koi baat nhi. Hum hain tumhare sath."

Tears pricked at Ishan's eyes as he felt the weight of his parent's love and support.

—

Ishan's phone buzzed, breaking the silence. Aditi's text illuminated his screen.

"Theek se ghar pahoche naa?"

He smiled, feeling grateful for her concern.

"Haan, dopahar ko, ekdum aaram se."

Aditi's reply came swiftly.

"Acha hain. Ishan, mujhe batana tha ki I'll be busy for a bit. Bahut sare orders mile hain kapdo ke liye, need to meet the deadlines."

Ishan knew her business was thriving, his heart swelled.

"No worries. Focus on your work."

Aditi's next message warmed his heart.

"Waise main busy bhi rahungi, I'm there for you. Don't hesitate to reach out."