Ranveer Raghav, a young therapist, feels that his patient is not a regular patient; but his boss would not listen. Soon he starts to see things a man should never see : a wooden door that seems to get stranger with familiarity; a glass of white flui...
Gazing at the strange wooden door belonging to a rare Sunday client, Mr. Ranveer Raghav felt chill run down his spine. He took a step forward and rang the bell.
Earlier that morning, Mr. Ranveer Raghav had worn a sour look while knocking on the chief psychiatrist's door at the Kalyan Psychotherapy center. "Come in," a serious tone had confirmed. It was the owner and chief psychiatrist Mr. Kalyan, a grave middle aged man with such professional mannerism and such penetrating eyes that discomforted anyone who chanced to be around him.
"I hope you don't mind a working Sunday," asked the man in authority as the other sat before him trying to veil the last traces of discontentment from his face. Poor he, being a young man in his late twenties hated a working Sunday as much as a young man can; today he hated it more, having planned watching today the most awaited Bollywood thriller of the year - Raman Raghav 2.0-a tale of a gruesome psychopath - a movie bearing striking resemblance to the therapist's name as well as profession.
"There is nothing to mind."
"And never should there be. A few get opportunities to learn what they can't learn on weekdays. Here, I hand over to you the complete case of the person you are going to visit today; a full-fledged narcissist with frequent hints of psychosis; you have a full week to work on him before you report to me with your findings next Sunday".
He gave the therapist a prolonged gaze that ended in a smile. "Now the interesting part young man. Narcissists, as the book says, have an inflated sense of self-importance, excessive need for admiration, self-perception of superiority and a lack of empathy for others. Not many know that the term 'narcissist' comes from the Greek myth about Narcissus, a young man who fell in love with his own reflection in a pond of water. Unable to consummate his love he lay gazing into the pond, hour after hour, day after day, month after month."
"Psychosis, as the books say, is an abnormal condition of the mind that results in difficulty determining what is real and what is not; principle symptoms being delusions, that is to say false beliefs, and hallucinations, which means to see things."
"If books were all that mattered, I would have fired you before you ever applied for this job. Go forth and read your man - know him more than he knows himself - for when we sit together this Sunday we may be in a position to formulate the best course of action for him. And mind you young chap, he is a narcissist, he is a psychotic and he lives alone!"
The last words of the chief psychiatrist were still ringing in Ranveer Raghav's ears. He wondered as to why the person who cared to book this man a therapy would ever let him stay alone, knowing very well how explosive a mix of narcissism and psychosis could be, where everything imaginable between self-decoration and suicide becomes an easy possibility.
Presently a charming young man in his thirties opened the gate. Even on a Sunday morning, he was neatly dressed in grey formals; he had a whitish smooth skin and a perfectly shaved beard; his hair was a finger length longer than regular man would have, yes way silkier, and he smelled of a recently sprayed deodorant that seemed to fill the air around him with mystical grandiosity.
👇The charming young man👇
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