.Priyal.

My recent meeting with Aarush. What should I say about that? It was good as well as demotivating for me a bit. But, I don't know, in these years, now I am feeling closer to Darsh. It's suspicious. And, I am broken. I want to know about Aarush and Nitya. Nitya, this name also attracts me, or I can say, maybe the girl. Someone, close she seems. But, today I didn't feel that Aarush is a psychopath. Just his condition is worse, but he isn't. He would be fine. 

I was thinking all this when suddenly some held my wrist. Viren, Mr. Nautanki it is. 

.Viren.

She was crossing the entrance. Anyone could tell that she was going through so much. I don't know about Aarush much, but I will try my best to help her. Maybe not properly, because I have got another patient also. But, I would try my best.

"Priyal, are you okay? I know it's too much for you all of a sudden. But, know one thing that you will have me beside you every time." I said.

"Thank you so much, Viren. For being there with me every time," she replied smiling.

"It's alright Priyal. But, I know you're sad. Is there a chance of you and Aarush?" I asked her. She was looking teary-eyed but blank. Maybe, a chance is there or maybe, Darsh can never leave his imprint from Priyal's heart.

"Viren let's go,"  she said trying to distract the topic. I understood and realized my mistake that she might have got sad. She is loyal towards Darsh.

I also agreed and got into my Lamborghini with her. I, as a gentleman, opened her door first and let her in. You know, I am so good.

"Mr. Nautanki" was the comment I heard from her.

.Author.

Priyal said her account after I started driving, "Viren, I talked to Mr. Array after meeting Erebus, I mean Aarush. He was the one who operated him fully as a psychiatrist, right? So I wanted to know about his medical happenings"

And then she began telling what had happened-

.Priyal.

Mr. Array was what I called, and he turned to face me. I asked him about Aarush's medical happenings.

"Actually, Ms. Priyal, Aarush being the son of business tycoon Mr. Manish Sahay, was always in news, and they made it a piece of big news saying that Aarush is in a really serious condition. You know other psychiatrists also took this fact and so worked half-heartedly to diagnose him."

"Oh!" The only that escaped my mouth.

"Yes, so they didn't succeed in treating him. While my few colleagues and I were adamant about treating him, so we got to know that therapy is what he needs, that's why several psychiatrists were called. Our study further revealed that he is not a true psychopath like he can be treated but a psychopath, at last, is a psychopath. So, therapies is what we provided him. But he needed someone's love and care full-heartedly while diagnosing him and you, being his acquaintance and such successful psychiatrist, are perfect for diagnosing him."

"I understand your point, Mr. Array. Thank you for telling me so many important things. Now I have my fully proved experiments and experience in psychology. So I know what I have to do. Thank you once again."

"It's ok Ms. Priyal, All the best in this journey of treating your friend." I smiled.

"Thanks a lot."

He moved away while I also turned to go.

"So this is it." I said.

"Ok, so I would try to assist you from tomorrow. Although, I also have some patient to handle. So, I would try to help." he said, and I nodded.

I got home and again thought about my memories with Aarush. I am attracted to you, but I can't be yours. I ate my dinner in silence, but my thoughts didn't leave me. I sighed and moved towards my bed. Now sleep and me? I am an insomniac. Sleeping pills are my companions. 

I laid on my bed and took the bottle of sleeping pills, but a hand held it before me and dashed it on the floor. It was Darsh. I was teary-eyed.

"You don't need pills today. Someone has come to your life who will make it beautiful," he said and asked me to sleep. I closed my eyes.

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I was feeling butterflies in my stomach.

"Darsh!" I shrieked, making my voice echo in the beauty of Mussoorie.

"Priyal" he called my name. I closed my eyes to absorb the moment. He opened his arms on either sides and asked me for an embrace. I ran towards him and embraced him tightly.

But, his quick action surprised and horrified me to the hell.

He was there in front of me taking a sharp knife and placing it on his nerve of the wrist. 

"What are you doing Darsh?" I cried.

"Priyal, I just needed your warmth. Your subconscious is also mine, I am relieved. But, I can only go back by doing what I did t leave this world." he said. My dream?

I suddenly snatched that knife from his hand and embraced him. These small moments are my only means of survival. I lifted my face to see his face and he was Aarush. I was surprised. I closed my eyes for a bit and then opened them. He was Darsh again. My hallucination, maybe. 

I kept my head close to his heart, but there were no heartbeats. He isn't alive. I had tears in my eyes. I again took a view of his face. Again, Aarush? I kept my head on his heart, and it was there. I could feel his heartbeats. The same heartbeats as Darsh. I was confused. 

Darsh called my name and kissed my forehead. I absorbed the moment. As soon as I opened my eyes, he was again Aarush. His lips were lingering on my forehead. I was confused. But, he again seemed as Darsh. He suddenly parted and cut his nerve. I closed my eyes in sadness, tears falling. Suddenly someone held my waist. I opened my eyes, and it was Aarush while Darsh had cut his nerve and died. I shouted.

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I opened my eyes and realized that I was seeing a dream. Sweat beads were forming on my forehead. I cried the whole night but got myself consoled by calling Viren. He consoled me, and finally, I got a two-hour sleep early morning.

.Aarush. 

I don't know but today, it feels as if I am back again to life. Just because I got my Nits, m Priyal or should I say, my Alcmene back. But, what about my Priyal, my childhood best friend? I ever want to see her. Maybe, those 13 years of my life were only with her. 

I am feeling so sane today. Nitya is back, and I felt even my Priyal is back with her. I would say that if they would be just one person, I would love that person till infinity. Because I definitely had feelings for Priyal also. I smiled and slept. 

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I was in Mussoorie? I smiled. My place, Nitya, and my place. I miss her terribly now. I was walking when suddenly someone held my hand. I smiled ear to ear. It was Nitya, but not of today, my same old Nitya. With that same face and personality as before when we were in a relationship. 

I took her in the bridal style. She laughed. I took her to our special lake. We held hands and played in the water like little kids. 

"Can I call you Nits for now?" I asked her. 

"Sure," she said and came in front of me. 

"Come with me," she said. 

"Where?" I asked her. She just held my hand, and we ran towards an unknown place. I was just admiring her. 

She stopped suddenly, and I could see a girl running towards us. I was shocked, she had no face. Nitya left my hand and embraced that girl. She also reciprocated the embrace. 

Suddenly, Nitya left her solid composure and became a gas. A fantasy? 

The girl without face absorbed the gas, and she gained a face. She ran towards me and embraced me. I reciprocated the hug. She looked the same as Priyal, today's Nitya. I let her fragrance in my nose. 

"So what if Nitya is dead. Your childhood best friend Priyal is back. You have me now." she said, and I shouted. 

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I shouted. I came back to the chamber. A dream? I felt like fainting and shouted again. The last thing I remember is that my caretakers were running towards me to help me along with Mr. Array.

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So, around 1500 words. 

I know it sounded absurd. But, try to read it carefully. 

M previous readers, tell me, did you feel changes in the last plot and the current plot?

Let's see if the imaginary Nitya and Darsh or should I say the subconscious creations, Nitya and Darsh can affect the lives of Aarush and Priyal for bad. 

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