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Vishal was planning his future in perfect way. He had decided every thing. He knew which field he wanted to take. He started to watch clock for time. He began to plan every thought. He wanted every thing to be perfect. He started planning his schedule. He knew that he had to work hard. He started studying. He planned that he would stop on 12 o'clock. But soon he sensed that he might study more. He kept reading. Today he was feeling so full of energy. His younger brother who shared his room started screaming. " When are you going to sleep?" " I need to study little bit." " Study more? This is just beginning of year and you are acting as if you have to give examination tomorrow." " Go to sleep sleepy head. I will study in hall." Satish was so sleepy that he didn't even comment. He went to sleep again. Vishal took his books and went outside in hall. He sensed one thing that he wanted to read a lot. He wanted to develop his future with his hard work. He kept reading those chapters. He began to study those chapters. He soon began to feel that he had to read them all. It was beginning of that year but he wanted to read more and more. He didn't want to stop. He began to even practice those things which were not taught to him. He felt so happy in trying to do them. He felt so happy. It seemed as if he felt new energy entering in him. He wanted to learn everything about world in one day. Then after some time his Mom entered in room. Mom looked confused and shocked. Mom " Why are you not sleeping?" " Mom I will sleep after some time. I just want to read this book." " But it is 2 o'clock already. When are you planning to sleep?" Then Vishal looked at watch. He knew that he had to sleep. " I need to sleep Mom. I can understand." Then he put marker in his book. His Mom came near his text book. Mom was so shocked. Mom " You have completed half textbook from syllabus? It was not even taught to you." " Mom I like this subject so I decided that I could read little extra." " Little extra?" His Mom took textbook in hand. She started to give him that tense look when she felt that he needed some help. He hated that look. It managed to take him to Doctor last time. He hated visiting Doctor. Last time they found his blood pressure was too low. He was not eating much. Then his Mom started forcing lunch and dinner. He just didn't want to eat. He wanted to remain hungry. But he was actually not feeling hungry at all. It was strange moment for him. He didn't feel hungry even on time of lunch and dinner. Doctor kept telling different things to do. Doctor even tried to many test to find cause of his lack of hunger. But they didn't find any. After some months his hunger came back and every thing started in normal way. But today when his Mom looked at him, it reminded those worst days. Vishal " Mom I am eating properly. Doing everything properly. I am not slow now." " I know but you are doing little too much." Vishal screamed on her in anger. " At one point I am too slow in your eyes on other point too fast. You keep complaining on every point." " Sorry honey." Vishal went in room. He started to try hard to sleep on bed. But he couldn't . He kept moving from one side to another. He didn't managed to sleep at all. He was so frustrated. He decided that he could hear music.He wanted to even dance on it. His legs started moving. But then he heard Satish's voice saying "stop it." Satish was saying this in sleep. He needed to sleep. Vishal forced himself to fall asleep. He felt so restless. Even during his dream he kept dreaming of running ahead. He kept feeling excitement in his soul. Then he suddenly heard alarm. He was so happy to start his day. He just didn't need sleep. He didn't understand from where he got so much energy but he had it inside him. He just ran to get ready. He wanted to start his day as soon as possible. He was so happy when he finally saw light of morning and opportunity to do something. He smiled happily.
Satish woke up by strange feel of wind. He knew that it was not possible. But he still he felt that his elder brother Vishal was moving so fast that he felt movement of wind due to it. Satish was so shocked. Vishal was moving so fast around room like some super human. Satish " My god. Why are you in such hurry?" Vishal didn't stop to talk with him. He kept getting ready on one hand on other hand he started answering Satish. Vishal " I am not in hurry. I just want to do everything. I feel so much hope in every step. I feel that if I did things correctly, I will receive new start. I will manage to change world." He was even speaking it so fast that Satish was having trouble to understand his words. He was talking so fast. Soon he landed on breakfast table. His Mom was cooking breakfast. He kept watching her. She was so slow. He waited on chair. Soon his feet started moving. He started to create voice. His Mom started to get irritated. Mom " Why are you creating these voices?" " Mom you are so slow." " Really? !! Then why don't you do it yourself and show me." Vishal smiled. "Sure." Then he started moving in kitchen so fast. His Mom was shocked. She never saw any one working so fast. She kept warning him that he might hurt his finger. But he didn't care. He just wanted to do it fast. She was glad that their breakfast didn't required much cutting. But still he had cut few onions. He did every thing in perfect way then asked " Mom will you add spices? I don't know much about them." " Sure." Then he started cooking. He began to cut so fast that his Mom felt so shocked. She never able to guess that Vishal could do it so fast. Soon he manage to do all. He started asking for spices. He was even taking them fast. He started cooking his food in best way. She was so happy. But then she was little bit scared too. This energy was strange. It could manage to exhaust him so much. He needed to go little slow. But before she could tell him, he managed to do it all. He managed to pack lunchbox. He immediately ran away. She was so shocked. But Vishal didn't care. He just went out. Vishal was so happy about this. He didn't ever manage to get so much energy. He was feeling so fresh. He went to college on his bike. He was still not tired. Normally he was panting. But today he was so fresh. His professor started teaching. He was so happy to hear those words. It was giving him chance to learn more. That day every one was getting tired. But he felt full energy. His friend Ronit " My God Vishal!! You are so full of energy. " Vishal " Yes I need some extra activities." " Extra activities?" " Yes. Don't they have some club who make play or those clubs which play sports." Ronit was shocked. Ronit " You never showed any interest in sports until now." " I know but now I feel I have that energy which would take me ahead in sports. It was strange. I feel that I could play sports." Then he suddenly began to feel so restless. Vishal " Let's not just stop. We must take little walk." " Okay." Then when they were walking, Vishal started to tell him about his energy. "From morning I am feeling strange kind of energy inside. I can just waste it. I am going to try everything." Then he started searching. Ronit was getting exhausted while keeping with him. He managed to join play club and sports club both. Ronit " When did you do your studies?" " Don't worry. I will manage all." Ronit kept nodding. But somewhere in Ronit's heart he felt sure that Vishal was going to finally mess all. When a student did everything, it was hard for them. They had few all rounders but they were also shifting to one side only. No one could do everything. But Vishal was not in mood to listen to him. He decided that he had to stop. Ronit " I am tired now. I don't want to join all those clubs." " Ohh I can understand. You can go back in classroom I will come soon." Ronit nodded and went back. After that Vishal went to both clubs gave his name. He was so excited when trial for foot ball started. He was so kicking that ball with such speed that no body able to catch it. But he didn't able to keep in proper direction. Coach kept screaming on him to take direction and pass that ball. He just kept doing goals alone. After some time Coach screamed " Stop." Coach called him. " You are not passing ball?" " Sir I thought I like to do goals." " This is not way to play. Cooperation and collective efforts are need of sports. You can't just move ahead your way." " Sorry Sir." " So try it again and pass ball this time." Vishal nodded. Then they started playing again. This time Vishal supposed to pass ball but when that ball came he started playing alone again. No one could able to catch up him. He began to move fast. He was so fast. He was playing alone again when Coach screamed " Stop it. This is not your personal ball. You acting selfish." " Sorry sir no one able to keep up with me. Then you need to slow down." " Sir I can't I tried." " Fine. Then just leave ground." Vishal kept apologizing whole time. He was so upset. Nothing was working the way he wanted. He felt so sad. But then he thought about his audition of play. He felt that it would surely work.
When Vishal came home, he was so upset. But then he remembered that playground which was located on opposite side of his house. He thought that he could play there. He didn't need to be on team to play. He was so happy. He went home. He just took one ball and told his Mom that he was going to play foot ball who insisted on eating some snacks. He knew that it was need too. He immediately started eating. In few seconds he managed to eat and ran away to play. His Mom was so confused. When she gave same snacks to Satish, he took at least 15 minutes to eat. Mom was totally confused. Vishal was doing everything so fast. Satish " Mom what is wrong with him? He just kept running around. It seemed like word rest was out of his books." Mom " I know. I just kept telling him to take it easy but he is not ready." " Mom this way he would manage to hurt himself. I mean how could any one keep moving in such fast speed for entire life?" Mom nodded. She sensed this too. But she didn't understand why did Vishal wanted to become so fast. Mom " Vishal never acted this way. In fact he was too slow in every thing." " Slow? Not just slow boring. But now he was entirely changed. This is crazy Mom. He couldn't keep running around like that." " I know but if it is his style. He started to doing things fast and it is giving hopes to him." " But Mom this is too much." Mom smiled and started back cooking. Satish kept quiet since he knew that Mom couldn't stop Vishal. Vishal always kept going ahead his way. He hated Vishal for this attitude. Vishal was never ready to compromise on every point. He always moved his way. It was not easy for entire family. Satish hated it when they moved around just by his moods. Satish also wanted little respect and appreciation but Vishal always managed to grab it. Last time he was not eating. Now he was moving like Tornado. Satish was scared that he might destroy their family. Vishal was happy in play ground. He was playing foot ball alone. That ground was large and empty. He was playing alone. He started playing ball again and again. He was so happy. He didn't need any one. He kept playing and playing. He was in new world of energy. He felt as if he had new strength around it. Then suddenly he sensed his mobile rang. He took it. It was his Mom. Mom " Where are you?" " Playing football." " What? It is already 9 o'clock already." Vishal looked around. He was shocked. It was night and he was playing alone. He never sensed it. But he was feeling fresh still. He went running to home. He was so happy. When he saw his Mom was waiting, he ran to her. " Sorry Mom forgot to look at time." His Dad screamed from behind " Did you forgot your eyes too? You can easily see dark around yourself." "Sorry Dad." Then he went in kitchen. His Mom served him dinner. He ate it. Then he immediately went in room and began to study. Mom " Vishal is acting strange today." Dad " Now what happened? I don't understand what is wrong with this boy? He kept throwing tantrum on every moment." " Now will you listen to me peacefully?" " Sure. Tell me." " I feel that he was having some kind of strange problem. He didn't even sleep much." " So what do you feel? Do you want to take him to Doctor again? Last time nothing worked. We did all tests. We can't do any thing more." " I know." Then Satish began to get tense too. Satish didn't want to hear this conversation. Dad sensed it " Satish so how is your life in school?" " Okay." Then they talked with each other. When they went in room, Vishal was studying. Satish felt that every thing would become fine but it didn't seem to turn that way. Vishal didn't plan to sleep at all. Satish " I want to sleep." " Why did you need to sleep every day?" " What? Are you out of your mind? Every one sleep at night!!" " Okay..okay." Vishal went out to read again. Vishal was so irritated. No one seemed to had energy to match him. His life was getting so boring due to slow moves. He needed some people who could move fast like him.
Vishal managed to get in play club. He managed to get good role. He didn't managed to enter in foot ball. But still he kept to going in practice to watch it then he started to try it on play ground. Finally coach took him in team. He managed to get skill to play with others. He became goal keeper. He never let any ball cross that line. He was even doing good in studies. He managed to read all books in one month. His Mom was so shocked at his speed. He was just running ahead in every thing. He was so happy when he got lead role in play. But his play and football match both were within week. Every one suggested him that he needed to choose one. But he didn't. He knew that he could do both. He truly managed to do both. He managed his goal so perfectly that net remained safe. Ball never touched it. Then he did his play. He acted so wonderfully. But on that point he sensed that he was getting restless. He kept tapping his feet when he needed to stand quietly. He was feeling so restless but audience didn't sense it. He was so scared that some one would taunt him. But every one was busy in performance. They all admired him. So in both things he were successful. He began to become best. He began to show talent in every side. It was perfect life for him. That day he was so happy. He did best role in play. His family was in audience. People clapped for him. Every one was admiring his performance. It was inter college competition and his play won. He got award of best actor during whole time in Taxi every one was just admiring him. They all told him that he was going to become a best. He was so happy. He decided that he had reached to top of ladder. Then he went in room suddenly he began to feel strange. He felt as if he was falling from ladder. He began to feel too tired. He just wanted to go to sleep. Mom started to telling to eat dinner. Vishal " No Mom I am too tired." Dad " He must be exhausted. Then at least eat some fruit or drink glass of milk." " No Dad. I am not hungry." Suddenly his word became so slow. Entire family was shocked. Satish just fall on sofa with frustration. Vishal went slowly in room. He felt as if every moment was burden to him. Satish slowly ran to his Mom. Satish " Mom it seemed as if Vishal was balloon which went up and then suddenly some one pinched it and air gone out." Dad " This is strange. Why he is feeling so depressed? He just won one prize. That award was so precious and special to him. But even after winning it he was behaving like he lost it." Mom " I don't understand what is wrong with him? He was perfect moment ago." Dad " He might be just tired." Mom " I hope so." But they all sensed that it was strange. When Vishal went to sleep, he began to sensed that every moment was burden to him. He just didn't want to move any more. Those award and prizes seemed like nothing but useless piece of decoration for his room. He felt as if he lost meaning of life. He didn't understand why did he made so much efforts. After all he had that trophy but it would have value for just few days. He didn't get much out of it. He just kept looking out of window. He kept looking at one leaf. It was so yellow. It was clear that it was going to fall. He was also going to die like that one day. He started to count his age. Suddenly he began to feel that so many years of his life were wasted. He could have done many things. But he was too tired for them now. He just kept sleeping. It was just thing. He wanted to do that. He wanted to just sleep.
Next morning when alarm rang, Vishal didn't wake up. He didn't ran in kitchen. He just kept looking out of window. His hand was too heavy. It was not moving. He felt that it would burden to move any part of body. He felt that he needed to move them. But they were to heavy. It seemed as if they were made of iron. He just couldn't move them. Satish woke up. He was so shocked to see Vishal still in bed. He went to him. " Wake up..wake up..you will be late for foot ball practice." Vishal didn't say anything just kept looking out of window. Then he slowly answered " I am too tired. I just want to sleep." Satish " You can't sleep all day. Yesterday you were so full of energy." " I feel I have used all my energy. " " What? Energy can't be totally used like that. We are human. We always manage to get energy." " But no one uses energy the way I did. I must have managed to use too much." " This is nonsense. I don't think this is possible." Suddenly Vishal began to feel that even talking was impossible due to tiredness. He just kept looking out of window. Satish " I think you are trying to fool me. Am I right?" But Vishal didn't answer. Satish began to feel so angry. Satish screamed " Why you are not answering me?" Still Vishal didn't say anything. Satish was so upset. Satish went near him. Satish started pushing him. But he didn't react. Now Satish felt so scared. He ran outside. Satish " Mom something is wrong.." Without next word his Mom understood that something was with Vishal. She went in room. She tried to talk to him. Vishal didn't talk with her. Then finally he started crying. He began to sense his life was useless. He began to wish only if he was dead. His Mom was shocked. His Dad came in room too. Dad " I think he need a Doctor." Vishal didn't protested. He was too tired to even protest. He thought whatever Doctor gave to him. It would be better. He wanted to die any way. Then when his Dad called family Doctor. Every one started to listen to him. Dad " But I thought I might show him at least once to you?..okay..okay. Give me number." Mom immediately ran to get pen. Satish managed to open mobile to add number. Then Dad told number. Finally he said " Psychiatrist." Suddenly every one shivered. When Dad disconnected phone, Mom went near him. Mom " Did he going to land in hospital just like your grand mother?" Dad " Stop this. He is fine. He just have little bit problem. You don't know my grandmother. I did. She was totally mad. He was far better than her. She used to see Dogs everywhere, when we never had any dog. Vishal is lot better than it." Mom was crying slowly. Satish started shivering. Satish " Are you saying we have madness in genes?" Dad screamed " Stop this. I am calling psychiatrist." Dad called him. He insisted on emergency appointment. He got appointment of evening. Whole time Vishal kept looking at window. Satish " I want to come too." Dad " No you have to go to school." " Dad please. I want to confirm to Doctor. Am I going to be mad?" Dad nodded. It was worst day for them. No one talked. Every one just kept sitting in tense way. Then finally time came. They literally needed to force Vishal to sit. He was not even ready to move. But then finally he woke up, he was moving so slow. Finally when they reached to psychiatrist, they took breathe of relief. They had to wait for one hour then their number came. Psychiatrist started chatting with Vishal. Slowly Vishal began to talk when it was over. Psychiatrist said " Your son is suffering from Bipolar Depression. Do you have any mental problem in family?" Dad told about his grand mother. Suddenly Satish asked "Am I going to be like that too?" Psychaitrist started laughing. " Who told you that? " " But I have same genes." " This might be hereditary but it is not proved. Many have it due to Hormonal imbalance. I can give treatment to handle it but it can't be cure totally." " You mean our son remain like that." "Relax. He will not remain like that we will do treatment to him. Slowly he will began to adjust his life. Just let me handle it and you all must cooperate." They all nodded. They were so scared. But after talking with psychiatrist they began to feel relaxed. They began to sense that they could handle it and Vishal could live normal life while having this sickness. They all felt so happy.Then they all went out. Psychiatrist kept talking with Vishal for some time. When Vishal came out, he looked depressed but he at least spoke with them. They were glad that they finally started this treatment. Psychiatrist told them that Vishal would feel swing of moods many time. His working too much was Manic phase. He started now to move in depression phase. This would continue. He told them how to handle it. After talking with him they felt it was not as hard as they thought. They managed to smile even during those crisis. Since now they had at least one person who could help them when Vishal started to act strange and make every thing normal again.
The End
Vishal was planning his future in perfect way. He had decided every thing. He knew which field he wanted to take. He started to watch clock for time. He began to plan every thought. He wanted every thing to be perfect. He started planning his schedule. He knew that he had to work hard. He started studying. He planned that he would stop on 12 o'clock. But soon he sensed that he might study more. He kept reading. Today he was feeling so full of energy. His younger brother who shared his room started screaming. " When are you going to sleep?" " I need to study little bit." " Study more? This is just beginning of year and you are acting as if you have to give examination tomorrow." " Go to sleep sleepy head. I will study in hall." Satish was so sleepy that he didn't even comment. He went to sleep again. Vishal took his books and went outside in hall. He sensed one thing that he wanted to read a lot. He wanted to develop his future with his hard work. He kept reading those chapters. He began to study those chapters. He soon began to feel that he had to read them all. It was beginning of that year but he wanted to read more and more. He didn't want to stop. He began to even practice those things which were not taught to him. He felt so happy in trying to do them. He felt so happy. It seemed as if he felt new energy entering in him. He wanted to learn everything about world in one day. Then after some time his Mom entered in room. Mom looked confused and shocked. Mom " Why are you not sleeping?" " Mom I will sleep after some time. I just want to read this book." " But it is 2 o'clock already. When are you planning to sleep?" Then Vishal looked at watch. He knew that he had to sleep. " I need to sleep Mom. I can understand." Then he put marker in his book. His Mom came near his text book. Mom was so shocked. Mom " You have completed half textbook from syllabus? It was not even taught to you." " Mom I like this subject so I decided that I could read little extra." " Little extra?" His Mom took textbook in hand. She started to give him that tense look when she felt that he needed some help. He hated that look. It managed to take him to Doctor last time. He hated visiting Doctor. Last time they found his blood pressure was too low. He was not eating much. Then his Mom started forcing lunch and dinner. He just didn't want to eat. He wanted to remain hungry. But he was actually not feeling hungry at all. It was strange moment for him. He didn't feel hungry even on time of lunch and dinner. Doctor kept telling different things to do. Doctor even tried to many test to find cause of his lack of hunger. But they didn't find any. After some months his hunger came back and every thing started in normal way. But today when his Mom looked at him, it reminded those worst days. Vishal " Mom I am eating properly. Doing everything properly. I am not slow now." " I know but you are doing little too much." Vishal screamed on her in anger. " At one point I am too slow in your eyes on other point too fast. You keep complaining on every point." " Sorry honey." Vishal went in room. He started to try hard to sleep on bed. But he couldn't . He kept moving from one side to another. He didn't managed to sleep at all. He was so frustrated. He decided that he could hear music.He wanted to even dance on it. His legs started moving. But then he heard Satish's voice saying "stop it." Satish was saying this in sleep. He needed to sleep. Vishal forced himself to fall asleep. He felt so restless. Even during his dream he kept dreaming of running ahead. He kept feeling excitement in his soul. Then he suddenly heard alarm. He was so happy to start his day. He just didn't need sleep. He didn't understand from where he got so much energy but he had it inside him. He just ran to get ready. He wanted to start his day as soon as possible. He was so happy when he finally saw light of morning and opportunity to do something. He smiled happily.
Satish woke up by strange feel of wind. He knew that it was not possible. But he still he felt that his elder brother Vishal was moving so fast that he felt movement of wind due to it. Satish was so shocked. Vishal was moving so fast around room like some super human. Satish " My god. Why are you in such hurry?" Vishal didn't stop to talk with him. He kept getting ready on one hand on other hand he started answering Satish. Vishal " I am not in hurry. I just want to do everything. I feel so much hope in every step. I feel that if I did things correctly, I will receive new start. I will manage to change world." He was even speaking it so fast that Satish was having trouble to understand his words. He was talking so fast. Soon he landed on breakfast table. His Mom was cooking breakfast. He kept watching her. She was so slow. He waited on chair. Soon his feet started moving. He started to create voice. His Mom started to get irritated. Mom " Why are you creating these voices?" " Mom you are so slow." " Really? !! Then why don't you do it yourself and show me." Vishal smiled. "Sure." Then he started moving in kitchen so fast. His Mom was shocked. She never saw any one working so fast. She kept warning him that he might hurt his finger. But he didn't care. He just wanted to do it fast. She was glad that their breakfast didn't required much cutting. But still he had cut few onions. He did every thing in perfect way then asked " Mom will you add spices? I don't know much about them." " Sure." Then he started cooking. He began to cut so fast that his Mom felt so shocked. She never able to guess that Vishal could do it so fast. Soon he manage to do all. He started asking for spices. He was even taking them fast. He started cooking his food in best way. She was so happy. But then she was little bit scared too. This energy was strange. It could manage to exhaust him so much. He needed to go little slow. But before she could tell him, he managed to do it all. He managed to pack lunchbox. He immediately ran away. She was so shocked. But Vishal didn't care. He just went out. Vishal was so happy about this. He didn't ever manage to get so much energy. He was feeling so fresh. He went to college on his bike. He was still not tired. Normally he was panting. But today he was so fresh. His professor started teaching. He was so happy to hear those words. It was giving him chance to learn more. That day every one was getting tired. But he felt full energy. His friend Ronit " My God Vishal!! You are so full of energy. " Vishal " Yes I need some extra activities." " Extra activities?" " Yes. Don't they have some club who make play or those clubs which play sports." Ronit was shocked. Ronit " You never showed any interest in sports until now." " I know but now I feel I have that energy which would take me ahead in sports. It was strange. I feel that I could play sports." Then he suddenly began to feel so restless. Vishal " Let's not just stop. We must take little walk." " Okay." Then when they were walking, Vishal started to tell him about his energy. "From morning I am feeling strange kind of energy inside. I can just waste it. I am going to try everything." Then he started searching. Ronit was getting exhausted while keeping with him. He managed to join play club and sports club both. Ronit " When did you do your studies?" " Don't worry. I will manage all." Ronit kept nodding. But somewhere in Ronit's heart he felt sure that Vishal was going to finally mess all. When a student did everything, it was hard for them. They had few all rounders but they were also shifting to one side only. No one could do everything. But Vishal was not in mood to listen to him. He decided that he had to stop. Ronit " I am tired now. I don't want to join all those clubs." " Ohh I can understand. You can go back in classroom I will come soon." Ronit nodded and went back. After that Vishal went to both clubs gave his name. He was so excited when trial for foot ball started. He was so kicking that ball with such speed that no body able to catch it. But he didn't able to keep in proper direction. Coach kept screaming on him to take direction and pass that ball. He just kept doing goals alone. After some time Coach screamed " Stop." Coach called him. " You are not passing ball?" " Sir I thought I like to do goals." " This is not way to play. Cooperation and collective efforts are need of sports. You can't just move ahead your way." " Sorry Sir." " So try it again and pass ball this time." Vishal nodded. Then they started playing again. This time Vishal supposed to pass ball but when that ball came he started playing alone again. No one could able to catch up him. He began to move fast. He was so fast. He was playing alone again when Coach screamed " Stop it. This is not your personal ball. You acting selfish." " Sorry sir no one able to keep up with me. Then you need to slow down." " Sir I can't I tried." " Fine. Then just leave ground." Vishal kept apologizing whole time. He was so upset. Nothing was working the way he wanted. He felt so sad. But then he thought about his audition of play. He felt that it would surely work.
When Vishal came home, he was so upset. But then he remembered that playground which was located on opposite side of his house. He thought that he could play there. He didn't need to be on team to play. He was so happy. He went home. He just took one ball and told his Mom that he was going to play foot ball who insisted on eating some snacks. He knew that it was need too. He immediately started eating. In few seconds he managed to eat and ran away to play. His Mom was so confused. When she gave same snacks to Satish, he took at least 15 minutes to eat. Mom was totally confused. Vishal was doing everything so fast. Satish " Mom what is wrong with him? He just kept running around. It seemed like word rest was out of his books." Mom " I know. I just kept telling him to take it easy but he is not ready." " Mom this way he would manage to hurt himself. I mean how could any one keep moving in such fast speed for entire life?" Mom nodded. She sensed this too. But she didn't understand why did Vishal wanted to become so fast. Mom " Vishal never acted this way. In fact he was too slow in every thing." " Slow? Not just slow boring. But now he was entirely changed. This is crazy Mom. He couldn't keep running around like that." " I know but if it is his style. He started to doing things fast and it is giving hopes to him." " But Mom this is too much." Mom smiled and started back cooking. Satish kept quiet since he knew that Mom couldn't stop Vishal. Vishal always kept going ahead his way. He hated Vishal for this attitude. Vishal was never ready to compromise on every point. He always moved his way. It was not easy for entire family. Satish hated it when they moved around just by his moods. Satish also wanted little respect and appreciation but Vishal always managed to grab it. Last time he was not eating. Now he was moving like Tornado. Satish was scared that he might destroy their family. Vishal was happy in play ground. He was playing foot ball alone. That ground was large and empty. He was playing alone. He started playing ball again and again. He was so happy. He didn't need any one. He kept playing and playing. He was in new world of energy. He felt as if he had new strength around it. Then suddenly he sensed his mobile rang. He took it. It was his Mom. Mom " Where are you?" " Playing football." " What? It is already 9 o'clock already." Vishal looked around. He was shocked. It was night and he was playing alone. He never sensed it. But he was feeling fresh still. He went running to home. He was so happy. When he saw his Mom was waiting, he ran to her. " Sorry Mom forgot to look at time." His Dad screamed from behind " Did you forgot your eyes too? You can easily see dark around yourself." "Sorry Dad." Then he went in kitchen. His Mom served him dinner. He ate it. Then he immediately went in room and began to study. Mom " Vishal is acting strange today." Dad " Now what happened? I don't understand what is wrong with this boy? He kept throwing tantrum on every moment." " Now will you listen to me peacefully?" " Sure. Tell me." " I feel that he was having some kind of strange problem. He didn't even sleep much." " So what do you feel? Do you want to take him to Doctor again? Last time nothing worked. We did all tests. We can't do any thing more." " I know." Then Satish began to get tense too. Satish didn't want to hear this conversation. Dad sensed it " Satish so how is your life in school?" " Okay." Then they talked with each other. When they went in room, Vishal was studying. Satish felt that every thing would become fine but it didn't seem to turn that way. Vishal didn't plan to sleep at all. Satish " I want to sleep." " Why did you need to sleep every day?" " What? Are you out of your mind? Every one sleep at night!!" " Okay..okay." Vishal went out to read again. Vishal was so irritated. No one seemed to had energy to match him. His life was getting so boring due to slow moves. He needed some people who could move fast like him.
Vishal managed to get in play club. He managed to get good role. He didn't managed to enter in foot ball. But still he kept to going in practice to watch it then he started to try it on play ground. Finally coach took him in team. He managed to get skill to play with others. He became goal keeper. He never let any ball cross that line. He was even doing good in studies. He managed to read all books in one month. His Mom was so shocked at his speed. He was just running ahead in every thing. He was so happy when he got lead role in play. But his play and football match both were within week. Every one suggested him that he needed to choose one. But he didn't. He knew that he could do both. He truly managed to do both. He managed his goal so perfectly that net remained safe. Ball never touched it. Then he did his play. He acted so wonderfully. But on that point he sensed that he was getting restless. He kept tapping his feet when he needed to stand quietly. He was feeling so restless but audience didn't sense it. He was so scared that some one would taunt him. But every one was busy in performance. They all admired him. So in both things he were successful. He began to become best. He began to show talent in every side. It was perfect life for him. That day he was so happy. He did best role in play. His family was in audience. People clapped for him. Every one was admiring his performance. It was inter college competition and his play won. He got award of best actor during whole time in Taxi every one was just admiring him. They all told him that he was going to become a best. He was so happy. He decided that he had reached to top of ladder. Then he went in room suddenly he began to feel strange. He felt as if he was falling from ladder. He began to feel too tired. He just wanted to go to sleep. Mom started to telling to eat dinner. Vishal " No Mom I am too tired." Dad " He must be exhausted. Then at least eat some fruit or drink glass of milk." " No Dad. I am not hungry." Suddenly his word became so slow. Entire family was shocked. Satish just fall on sofa with frustration. Vishal went slowly in room. He felt as if every moment was burden to him. Satish slowly ran to his Mom. Satish " Mom it seemed as if Vishal was balloon which went up and then suddenly some one pinched it and air gone out." Dad " This is strange. Why he is feeling so depressed? He just won one prize. That award was so precious and special to him. But even after winning it he was behaving like he lost it." Mom " I don't understand what is wrong with him? He was perfect moment ago." Dad " He might be just tired." Mom " I hope so." But they all sensed that it was strange. When Vishal went to sleep, he began to sensed that every moment was burden to him. He just didn't want to move any more. Those award and prizes seemed like nothing but useless piece of decoration for his room. He felt as if he lost meaning of life. He didn't understand why did he made so much efforts. After all he had that trophy but it would have value for just few days. He didn't get much out of it. He just kept looking out of window. He kept looking at one leaf. It was so yellow. It was clear that it was going to fall. He was also going to die like that one day. He started to count his age. Suddenly he began to feel that so many years of his life were wasted. He could have done many things. But he was too tired for them now. He just kept sleeping. It was just thing. He wanted to do that. He wanted to just sleep.
Next morning when alarm rang, Vishal didn't wake up. He didn't ran in kitchen. He just kept looking out of window. His hand was too heavy. It was not moving. He felt that it would burden to move any part of body. He felt that he needed to move them. But they were to heavy. It seemed as if they were made of iron. He just couldn't move them. Satish woke up. He was so shocked to see Vishal still in bed. He went to him. " Wake up..wake up..you will be late for foot ball practice." Vishal didn't say anything just kept looking out of window. Then he slowly answered " I am too tired. I just want to sleep." Satish " You can't sleep all day. Yesterday you were so full of energy." " I feel I have used all my energy. " " What? Energy can't be totally used like that. We are human. We always manage to get energy." " But no one uses energy the way I did. I must have managed to use too much." " This is nonsense. I don't think this is possible." Suddenly Vishal began to feel that even talking was impossible due to tiredness. He just kept looking out of window. Satish " I think you are trying to fool me. Am I right?" But Vishal didn't answer. Satish began to feel so angry. Satish screamed " Why you are not answering me?" Still Vishal didn't say anything. Satish was so upset. Satish went near him. Satish started pushing him. But he didn't react. Now Satish felt so scared. He ran outside. Satish " Mom something is wrong.." Without next word his Mom understood that something was with Vishal. She went in room. She tried to talk to him. Vishal didn't talk with her. Then finally he started crying. He began to sense his life was useless. He began to wish only if he was dead. His Mom was shocked. His Dad came in room too. Dad " I think he need a Doctor." Vishal didn't protested. He was too tired to even protest. He thought whatever Doctor gave to him. It would be better. He wanted to die any way. Then when his Dad called family Doctor. Every one started to listen to him. Dad " But I thought I might show him at least once to you?..okay..okay. Give me number." Mom immediately ran to get pen. Satish managed to open mobile to add number. Then Dad told number. Finally he said " Psychiatrist." Suddenly every one shivered. When Dad disconnected phone, Mom went near him. Mom " Did he going to land in hospital just like your grand mother?" Dad " Stop this. He is fine. He just have little bit problem. You don't know my grandmother. I did. She was totally mad. He was far better than her. She used to see Dogs everywhere, when we never had any dog. Vishal is lot better than it." Mom was crying slowly. Satish started shivering. Satish " Are you saying we have madness in genes?" Dad screamed " Stop this. I am calling psychiatrist." Dad called him. He insisted on emergency appointment. He got appointment of evening. Whole time Vishal kept looking at window. Satish " I want to come too." Dad " No you have to go to school." " Dad please. I want to confirm to Doctor. Am I going to be mad?" Dad nodded. It was worst day for them. No one talked. Every one just kept sitting in tense way. Then finally time came. They literally needed to force Vishal to sit. He was not even ready to move. But then finally he woke up, he was moving so slow. Finally when they reached to psychiatrist, they took breathe of relief. They had to wait for one hour then their number came. Psychiatrist started chatting with Vishal. Slowly Vishal began to talk when it was over. Psychiatrist said " Your son is suffering from Bipolar Depression. Do you have any mental problem in family?" Dad told about his grand mother. Suddenly Satish asked "Am I going to be like that too?" Psychaitrist started laughing. " Who told you that? " " But I have same genes." " This might be hereditary but it is not proved. Many have it due to Hormonal imbalance. I can give treatment to handle it but it can't be cure totally." " You mean our son remain like that." "Relax. He will not remain like that we will do treatment to him. Slowly he will began to adjust his life. Just let me handle it and you all must cooperate." They all nodded. They were so scared. But after talking with psychiatrist they began to feel relaxed. They began to sense that they could handle it and Vishal could live normal life while having this sickness. They all felt so happy.Then they all went out. Psychiatrist kept talking with Vishal for some time. When Vishal came out, he looked depressed but he at least spoke with them. They were glad that they finally started this treatment. Psychiatrist told them that Vishal would feel swing of moods many time. His working too much was Manic phase. He started now to move in depression phase. This would continue. He told them how to handle it. After talking with him they felt it was not as hard as they thought. They managed to smile even during those crisis. Since now they had at least one person who could help them when Vishal started to act strange and make every thing normal again.
The End
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