Mirage _ A Miniature Story

"...

 …. Yes, yes just come to my chamber. I'll see.

Don't worry Mrs. Basu . All will be well."

….

"Okay, see you at the evening"

The phone call gets disconnected.

………. ……….. …………

6'o clock it is. A well-furnished study room with lot of books, looks like a rich library. A young boy is there writing something and looking at the door frequently. Then,

"Good evening, Mrs. Basu. Welcome."

"Take a deep breath, and tell me what happened."

"Okay okay, Calm down. I get it. First , you tell me, you don't take those medications properly, do you? "

" Why? You thought you were okay. Are you a psychiatrist? Anyway listen, just relax. Nothing serious is going to happen."

"Listen , you are a good writer. And the story is just an imagination which may have a realistic base. But that doesn't mean that each line of your story is getting enacted in reality coincidentally or whatever. 

No… no. It's you who is unconsciously making it happen. And this is your problem, isn't it?"

"Okay okay, I understand that you know it and it haunts you when you remember what you have done unconsciously, by hallucinating or by having delusions. But you yourself have to be cured. I can just give you some advice, medicines and all, just to make you see the way. But you have to walk alone to heal yourself."

"Listen, ...there is no child getting harassed in your house. Your daughter is absolutely safe. Everything is fine. Please don't mix your past with your daughter's life." 

"Now I would strictly recommend you not to continue your novel. Take some rest for a few months. Please ..

No….no.. don't get hyper …. please understand...take a deep breath and listen.

This is a minor problem now, but if you underestimate or overestimate it, it will affect you and your daughter's life. Paranoid schizophrenia is nothing serious, can be cured. Just don't freak out."

"...hmm... Hmm….right."

"...Right. So, not as a psychiatrist, but as your friend I assure you that."

  "….yes... exactly...you can."

" Okay, then. Have a nice day. …"

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Beside the 'chamber', in the other room , a perplexed middle-aged lady is on a phone call,

"Hello...

Mr. Sen...

He has started again…."

"What? Yes yes, he has started continuing writing his novel since last night…

..yes, please come…"