Incomplete novel
Priya started writing her novel. She got new idea. This time it was something so beautiful. She knew that when she would complete it. It would be her master piece. She was so hopeful about it. She was writing it. She started to write it when her Mom entered. Mom " Did you want something to eat or drink? " " No Mom. I am writing something important." Mom looked curious. But Mom didn't have time to discuss further. She had to cook. She went back in kitchen. Trupti was sitting inside kitchen. Trupti " What happened? Where is Priya?" " How many time I have to tell you to call your elder sister Didi?" " Mom Priya don't mind." " But I mind." " Fine..fine..where is Priya Didi." " That's like good girl. Well she is writing something." " Writing something? What?" " Some novel. You know her. She didn't tell anything about her story before it is completed." " But this time she promised me that she will tell." Trupti ran in Priya's room. Mom kept screaming behind her for eating something. Mom " I don't understand why don't these girls just eat their food and let my work be over? Always kept dragging it. May be I just have to eat first!!" Then Trupti entered in Priya's room. Trupti " Priya Didi What are you doing?" " Writing!!" " So what is story of this novel? You have promised me this time that you will tell it to me." Priya looked confused. She didn't want to tell script of her master piece just half baked. " Let me complete. Then I will give it to you for reading." " Really? Then what is special about it? Every one could read it." Trupti was not happy about that idea. Priya was confused. Then she smiled " You are right. Last time you helped me a lot with my editing. I promised you that I will tell you that story. I have to keep it now." She nodded. She told Trupti to seat near her. " Trupti this is not joke. This is my master piece. Something very precious to me. You must understand it's value. You must not ignore it as some bedtime story told to you by Mom. You have to be sincere about it. Are you sure that you have understood it's value?" Trupti nodded. Then slowly Priya started telling her story. She began to tell her every thing step by step. Trupti started to listen to her every word with such concentration that soon entire world around her managed to vanish. She started to go in world which was created by Priya. Priya told her for few minutes. Then she smiled " So that's it." "That's it? But it's incomplete." " I know but I have to complete it and for it I need to write but I kept telling whole story to you so it is just half completed." Trupti suddenly understood her mistake. "Sorry Please complete it. I don't want waste your time. You must complete it soon. I want to listen to full story."" I am glad that you understood value of my time." Then Trupti sat in one corner. Trupti "Can I sit here? I want to study in your room. I will not disturb you." " I know you very well my dear sister. You always value my writing. You will not harm it." Trupti smiled. Then she was kept sitting in her room in one corner. She began to adore her sister. She began to love writing those stories. She decided that one day she would write just like her sister. From that day Trupti started sitting every day in Priya's room. She was so impressed with her writing that she kept watching her. She felt nice and inspired in that room. She began to feel so nice when she started studying in that room. Slowly she began to get better in studies. She knew that it from first day that Priya was becoming her inspiration but she received true shock when she managed to get full marks in two subjects in test. Mom was so happy. Mom " You never scored so much ever before." " Priya Didi was becoming true inspiration for me." Mom suddenly looked angry. Mom " What inspiration?!! She just kept writing in that room. I am feeling so tense that she might get ill this way." " Mom stop it. She is writer. She is doing great. You don't understand her art." Her Mom smiled. " So you love your sister so much that you are fighting for her." " It is not about love. It is about saying right thing." Mom start laughing more. Mom " Okay Okay. What did you want as prize?" Trupti smiled. " Well I want laptop like Didi." Mom looked confused. " We need to discuss about it with your Dad." " I want nothing else." Trupti was upset but then she decided that she needed to wait her Dad might agree too. " Mom please convince Dad. I want it." Mom nodded and smiled. Trupti went back in Priya's room.
On that day Priya was not looking happy like every day. Trupti asked her " What happened Priya Didi?" " Nothing. I am just feeling acidic." " Feeling acidic? Then why don't you go to Doctor?" " It is nothing serious. It is happening because I don't do much exercise." " Oh!! Really?" " Yes." On that day Priya went out of that room. She went around to some garden and did walking. It really helped her. Still when their Mom insisted, they even went to Doctor. Everything was just fine. In few days her trouble of acidity vanished. Priya began to start writing once again. Trupti felt so happy. Every day Trupti started to get more and more inspired. One day Priya finished her writing. Then she decide to go to sleep. Trupti knew that it was time for Priya to rest so she went out. Before going she said " Good night" to her. Priya gave her sweet smile. She even offered her good night kiss. It was wonderful bond between them. Trupti was feeling so safe and inspired near her. Trupti kept watching her with admiration. She began a pole of strength for her. Whenever Trupti felt scared, she just entered in Priya's room and she started to feel safe. She began to feel a strength of inspiration from her. Trupti smiled so happily when Priya admired her. She began to feel so safe. She started to feel as if nothing in this world could turn wrong for her. She wanted to feel safe. When Trupti sat in room of Priya , she felt safe. She wanted to feel secure. She went in her room. Once upon a time she fought to get separate room from her sister. She created so much issue that her parents managed to convert their balcony in little room. She got that room as her room. But she even liked it on that time. Now she felt it was so wrong. She wanted to stay with her sister. She felt so alone. On that moment she felt so much fear. She suddenly began to feel that some thing was wrong with Priya. She knew that it was her fear but today she felt that she did mistake by letting her sleep alone. She decided that she might sleep in her room. She went in Priya's room. Priya was sleeping but when Trupti entered, she woke up with her noise. Priya "What happened?" Trupti " Can I sleep with you Priya Didi like I use to in childhood?" Priya started laughing. Priya " You are still my baby sister and you are still a baby for me. Come sleep with me." Then Priya took her in arms and started patting like child. Trupti felt so safe. She slept there. When she woke up, it was morning. She slowly put away Priya's hand. She felt little bit strange when it dropped down. She started watching Priya in strange way. She sensed that Priya's face was looking too pale. She was sleeping strange way. She felt that she was sleeping like corpse. Then Trupti laughed at her fear. Priya was perfect. She slowly went out of her room. She started getting ready for school. When she started to take bathe, she heard her Mom's voice. Her Mom was calling Priya again and again. Slowly that voice turned in hysteric one. Trupti began to feel tense then she heard her Mom calling her father. It was something like scream. Trupti sensed one thing that something was wrong with Priya. She immediately washed herself and came out. Her Mom was crying. Her Dad was calling Doctor. One thing was clear that Priya was not waking up. She went near her. She also tried to wake her up. But nothing worked. It was horrible. Then finally Doctor came. Trupti felt that Doctor would turn every thing in right way. But Doctor nodded negatively after checking for her heart beat. Doctor said " She is dead. In fact I feel she died last night in sleep." " It is not possible I was sleeping with her. I never heard any painful voice from her." "Since her death was not painful, she had heart attack in sleep." Mom " But she is a healthy girl?" "Such things happen. Sad but truth of life. No one know when person might die. It's in hand of God." Then Doctor went out with Dad. Dad came in and told Mom that they must make arrangement of funeral. After that Trupti felt as if she was no longer truly past of this. It seemed like some movie. Her sister died and they had to manage funeral. She cried but still she wanted to woke up from that nightmare. For few days people kept coming and they kept telling same story. After some days finally their life went back on first track but without Priya.
Trupti was no longer feeling that much inspired to study after death of Priya. Her grades were reduced remarkably. Soon her teacher decided to call her parents. Teacher " Trupti was not acting like herself. She used to be a bright student but now a days she seemed like lost in her own dream world." Her Mom started to control her tears. Teacher " Now don't cry like that. You needed to become strong first to help your kid." " Sorry Madam. " " You don't need to apologize. I can understand your feeling but you have to control it for sake of your alive daughter. She is not studying at all. Her grades are reducing. If she kept like that then one day she would fail. You need to tell her to study." Mom nodded. " I will pay more attention to her." Trupti began to feel so guilty. When they came out, her Dad looked at her with anger. Dad " Why are you doing this to us? Do you want to shatter us completely? You are our only hope now." Mom " Stop it. She is also suffering." Then Mom hugged her. Trupti slowly cried. Trupti " Mom I will study but I want to sit in Priya's room." " Sure you can sit there." They took her in home. Then she sat in her chair. All things were removed but she insisted to her Mom that she must keep all things same way. Her Dad objected at beginning. But then he became nervous after seeing her grades. He told them that they must keep that room closed. He never wanted to enter in it. They nodded. Then it started. Mom and Trupti arranged that room in same way as it was before Priya's death. Then Trupti sat there. When she started studying, suddenly every thing became interesting to her. It became promising to her. She began to sense that she could study every thing in just same way before. She looked at Priya's chair. Even her chair had promising touch. When Trupti looked at her chair, she began to feel that promise in it. She began to grasp every word with hope. She began to feel happiness from her soul. She started to feel so much better. Her Mom was watching her from corner. She was so happy when she saw that Trupti began to study again. She felt so happy. Then she went back in her room. She called her Dad and told him that Trupti had already started studying different subjects. Dad sounded satisfied. After that day Trupti began to study every day. Her studies became her priority to her. She began to forget all other things. It was so interesting for her. She began to learn every thing. But soon her parents began to sense that something was totally wrong with her. She didn't able to do anything except studying. She began to study books even while eating dinner and lunch. One day when she was eating dinner while studying, her Dad entered. Dad " Trupti honey for long time we don't played badminton. I know how much you use to love it. Tomorrow I have vacation let's go plan one match between you and me. Your Mom is not that good in playing so it will be just you and me." Her Dad smiled. Trupti didn't look up. Then her Dad touched her on shoulder " Trupti why didn't you answer me?" Trupti looked at him with confused expressions. " Did you tell me something?" Her Dad began to feel frustrated. Dad " Yes. Are you going with me to play badminton tomorrow?" " No Dad. No thanks. I like to study and soon I am also going to write." " Write what?" " Incomplete novel of Priya Didi? Don't you sense it? Priya Didi is helping me with my studies and I must help her with her book. But for writing that book I need to understand proper way of writing." " Proper way of writing? You didn't know normal way of writing?" " Of course Dad. I am an educated girl." Dad didn't look convinced but he just said do as you wish. Then he left that room. He was so upset. He felt rejected by his own daughter as father. Priya was never acted like his daughter. She always kept herself locked in room. From childhood Priya never loved outdoor life. But Trupti was totally different story. She used to love outdoor games. She used to play with him. He never thought that Trupti would stuck inside home like that. It started with one day after listening to Priya's story. But he thought that it was sister bonding. At that time she used to play with him too. But it was never for long time since he hardly had time. He was happy that Priya was keeping Trupti busy. But now he began to regret his decision. He sensed one thing that he had lost that bond which was existed inside him and his daughter. He felt sad about it. He had lost one daughter. He didn't want to lose another. He had to fight to get her back again. He decided to try harder on each day.
Trupti went to Priya's seat after finishing her studies. She sat on her chair. She took her papers out. She saw her incomplete story of novel. She knew all script. She felt that she could write it. She began to feel so confidant. Then she began to write. Her first word seemed so immature not fit for that novel. She decided that she couldn't add it. She managed to erase it on laptop. She started again. This time she decided that she couldn't judge her writing by just one word. She needed to write more. She started writing more. Soon she began to complete one chapter. She sensed that it was wonderful at beginning since she began to imagine but then suddenly every thing stopped on one track. She sensed one thing that she needed to understand every thought properly. She began to write it again. But she just couldn't reach to that marks. She knew whole story. She just had convince herself that she could write it. She took deep breathe and started writing again. But her every word seemed so incomplete. She sensed one thing that she couldn't get hold of that story. She felt that she might drink some coffee like Priya and then she started to feel fresh again. She called her Mom. " Mom can you make coffee the way you make for Priya?" " Black coffee? But you never drink coffee without sugar and milk. It can't suit you." " Mom let me try." Mom didn't look convinced. But when Trupti started to look angry, her Mom went in kitchen. She took deep breathe and started typing again. She didn't understand what was wrong with her. Her Mom was making coffee in kitchen. She felt that it would help her. She began to feel sure that she could manage to get things as per her choice when she would drank that dark coffee she can write. She smiled happily. She started writing again. But she knew that it was senseless. Soon her Mom brought that coffee. She took it and started to drink it. But it tasted so horrible to her that she didn't dare to take another sip. " Mom no one can drink coffee which taste like that!!" " It is just the way Priya used to drink. She used to like strong coffee. It might be cause of her acidity." " Nonsense. No one can drink such a drink. You are lying." " Stop it Trupti. How dare you to talk with me like that?!! Why should I lie to you? "" Because you don't want me to write." " Why I don't want you to write? If you complete her novel then no one will be more happy than me. But let me tell you one thing that you are not writer so you can't pretend to be one. You can't force yourself to write. You are better at outdoor sports. You can't change yourself like that." " Ohh! so you are doing it since you want me to play with Dad? No I am going to write. Take this coffee from here." Trupti pushed that cup in anger. That cup fall down. It was broken. It's glass shattered around room. Mom was so shocked. Trupti suddenly came to her sensed. " Sorry Mom I don't mean to break it." Mom " It was Priya's cup!! You can't become Priya you can't even use her cup now since you have broken it with your own hands." Mom started picking up all glasses while drying her tears. Trupti was so upset. She sensed one thing that her Mom was really trying her best. She sensed one thing that she couldn't drink coffee which Priya was drinking. But she felt that she could write those things which Priya had wrote. She had to do it. She had whole story in her brain. She just had to wrote it properly like Priya did. She suddenly sensed that she might needed to read Priya's story to understand way of her writing. She began to read. She kept reading it again and again. Then once again she started writing. She felt that she could do it properly now. But then she sensed that something was missing again. She began to start writing again. She kept writing and deleting again and again. Slowly she lost sense of her time. She kept doing same thing repeatedly. She wanted it to be perfect. She thought if she kept trying then she would achieve it. She never sensed that she was starting one madness. She sensed that she needed hard work to become writer. She began to work hard on it on each point. She didn't sense that she didn't have that talent. She just kept trying without thinking what she was doing with her life. She just wanted to complete Priya's novel. She needed to complete it. It was seemed like main motive of her life. She started doing it.
Trupti's Mom sensed that something was totally wrong with Trupti. Trupti was never fond of writing. She never managed to write any thing except few assays for examination. She liked outdoor games. But suddenly today she became fond of writing which was never her skill. It was so hard for her. Her Mom was seeing her efforts but in her heart. Mom knew that she was not writer so she couldn't able to write anything. Trupti was never going to change that fact. Her Mom was so upset by Trupti's reactions. She was watching her for hours. She kept writing and deleting like some obsessed person. Her Mom didn't like the look on her face. She had studied little bit of psychology from some books. She sensed that something was wrong with Trupti's eyes. She seemed like mentally disturbed person. Trupti's Mom kept getting confused. She knew that her daughter needed help. But she just couldn't call her mad. She didn't want to hurt Trupti. But then she decided that she must talk with her husband. She called him. When she confirmed that he had time, she began to discuss every thing with him. Dad " I thought she was acting strange with me because I managed to ignore her too much. I thought that it was my mistake." " No that is not truth. She was acting strange with me too." Dad suddenly began to feel nervous. Mom " I think we need psychiatrist." " Don't jump on conclusions like that. Let me talk with her. I am going to bring many things of her choice today. Just let her see them." Mom " Okay. We can wait for few days." Mom agreed but in her heart she knew that it was not going to help. Then Dad came home in night. He brought many things with him. Mostly things which would have encouraged a sportsman. But Trupti didn't even look at them. Then finally Dad gave her new laptop. Trupti was not thrilled. Trupti " Dad I have laptop of Priya Didi. Why did you wasted so much money?" Dad was really shocked. He sensed one thing that he couldn't do any thing to change Trupti's attitude. Dad " Trupti I think we need to visit a Doctor." Mom smiled. She was glad that Dad finally understood her point. " Doctor why?" " Mom was telling me that you can't able to write." Suddenly Trupti looked interested. " How can a Doctor help?" " A psychiatrist can help." "Psychiatrist? What do you mean by that? " " I mean he could help you to bring out that story fully. I feel due to stress of Priya's death. You might have forgot something. I mean sometimes such things happens.." Trupti jumped with joy. " You are right Dad. We need to study my mind and get out that story." Dad was so happy that she got convinced so easily. Then Mom talked with her friend from whom she took those books to read. Her friend was psychiatrist now. Her friend immediately arranged an appointment. Mom " She said that this is common. After sudden death in house such things happen many times in home. Trupti was attached to her elder sister so it was happening." " So she will be fine." " Yes..yes it is not big issue in her eyes." Dad smiled. Then he told Trupti about appointment. It was arranged on next day. Every one was tense in house. Since whole time Trupti just kept trying to write on computer. It was frustrating. She kept whole typing. Her voice of typing was getting frustrating step by step. She started to make more and more noise. Dad " What is she trying to do? Did she want to break that laptop?" " Just relax. We have new one. Let her act as she wish. We are going to visit psychiatrist soon. She will handle it." " But I can't tolerate this noise." " Let me close door." Dad nodded. But Dad was clearly frustrated. He felt as if he was landed in jail. He wanted to go out and scream on Trupti. But he controlled himself. He knew that it would turn matter in worst way. He wanted her to visit Psychiatrist. When time to visit of psychiatrist came, Trupti started asking again and again when they were going to visit her. She took it in her mind that if she visit her, she would start writing. Then finally time came to visit her. They went there. Whole time Trupti was not ready to sit still, she kept trying to type even in mobile. It was so frustrating to them. Dad many times tried to tell her to sit quietly. But she was not just ready. Soon his voice became loud. Other patient who was sitting beside them started crying. Her relative " Stop it. you are scaring my sister." Dad " Sorry. I don't meant to scare her. Madam I am really sorry." That woman kept shivering. Her brother " Okay..okay it is fine." Trupti " She was really mad person." Her Mom looked at her with anger. She started typing again. Her brother " Look a mad girl calling my sister mad." Every one started to get upset when receptionist ordered them to keep quiet." Either keep quiet or you are going to go out of this clinic." Every one apologized. It was greatest relief when psychiatrist called them. As soon as they entered in room, psychiatrist smiled. Trupti sat before her. Then she first talked to Trupti first about incidence that happened before. Trupti " I just kept talking without thinking." Psychiatrist laughed. " We are human not god. Just go outside and apologize to her. She might give one smile to her." Trupti nodded. She started to took mobile. But psychiatrist stopped her. " Don't do that. It will look bad." Trupti wanted to take it but then she nodded. Psychiatrist put it in drawer. Psychiatrist " I am putting it in here. I want full attention while talking with you." Trupti nodded again. Then Trupti came back after sometime. They started talking. Trupti talked about everything. Soon psychiatrist convinced her that she must spend some time outdoor if she needed to take out that story. She began to agree to this. Then she sent her outside. Psychiatrist " She is suffering from post traumatic symptoms. It happens in case of sudden death. She wanted to replace Priya." " But we never asked her to do that?" " It is not about your demand. It is about what you think. It is about what she think." " But can she be alright?" " Sure. Give her some time and few section of counseling and of course you need to encourage her on sports." Dad and Mom nodded. So they took their new duties from heart. When Trupti returned, they planned every thing. Slowly step by step Trupti once again turned to her sports with help of psychiatrist. She began to forget that novel. Then finally one day she cried for her sister. On that day she finally decided that she was not writer. She decided that she couldn't complete that novel. On that day they kept that novel in CD. It was locked in cupboard. They all wanted it to be complete but they knew that it was not possible so they locked it forever with hope that it would remain memory of Priya for them. They were just precious to them but they knew that they were always useless to world. But they decided that they would keep that novel like treasure.
The End
Priya started writing her novel. She got new idea. This time it was something so beautiful. She knew that when she would complete it. It would be her master piece. She was so hopeful about it. She was writing it. She started to write it when her Mom entered. Mom " Did you want something to eat or drink? " " No Mom. I am writing something important." Mom looked curious. But Mom didn't have time to discuss further. She had to cook. She went back in kitchen. Trupti was sitting inside kitchen. Trupti " What happened? Where is Priya?" " How many time I have to tell you to call your elder sister Didi?" " Mom Priya don't mind." " But I mind." " Fine..fine..where is Priya Didi." " That's like good girl. Well she is writing something." " Writing something? What?" " Some novel. You know her. She didn't tell anything about her story before it is completed." " But this time she promised me that she will tell." Trupti ran in Priya's room. Mom kept screaming behind her for eating something. Mom " I don't understand why don't these girls just eat their food and let my work be over? Always kept dragging it. May be I just have to eat first!!" Then Trupti entered in Priya's room. Trupti " Priya Didi What are you doing?" " Writing!!" " So what is story of this novel? You have promised me this time that you will tell it to me." Priya looked confused. She didn't want to tell script of her master piece just half baked. " Let me complete. Then I will give it to you for reading." " Really? Then what is special about it? Every one could read it." Trupti was not happy about that idea. Priya was confused. Then she smiled " You are right. Last time you helped me a lot with my editing. I promised you that I will tell you that story. I have to keep it now." She nodded. She told Trupti to seat near her. " Trupti this is not joke. This is my master piece. Something very precious to me. You must understand it's value. You must not ignore it as some bedtime story told to you by Mom. You have to be sincere about it. Are you sure that you have understood it's value?" Trupti nodded. Then slowly Priya started telling her story. She began to tell her every thing step by step. Trupti started to listen to her every word with such concentration that soon entire world around her managed to vanish. She started to go in world which was created by Priya. Priya told her for few minutes. Then she smiled " So that's it." "That's it? But it's incomplete." " I know but I have to complete it and for it I need to write but I kept telling whole story to you so it is just half completed." Trupti suddenly understood her mistake. "Sorry Please complete it. I don't want waste your time. You must complete it soon. I want to listen to full story."" I am glad that you understood value of my time." Then Trupti sat in one corner. Trupti "Can I sit here? I want to study in your room. I will not disturb you." " I know you very well my dear sister. You always value my writing. You will not harm it." Trupti smiled. Then she was kept sitting in her room in one corner. She began to adore her sister. She began to love writing those stories. She decided that one day she would write just like her sister. From that day Trupti started sitting every day in Priya's room. She was so impressed with her writing that she kept watching her. She felt nice and inspired in that room. She began to feel so nice when she started studying in that room. Slowly she began to get better in studies. She knew that it from first day that Priya was becoming her inspiration but she received true shock when she managed to get full marks in two subjects in test. Mom was so happy. Mom " You never scored so much ever before." " Priya Didi was becoming true inspiration for me." Mom suddenly looked angry. Mom " What inspiration?!! She just kept writing in that room. I am feeling so tense that she might get ill this way." " Mom stop it. She is writer. She is doing great. You don't understand her art." Her Mom smiled. " So you love your sister so much that you are fighting for her." " It is not about love. It is about saying right thing." Mom start laughing more. Mom " Okay Okay. What did you want as prize?" Trupti smiled. " Well I want laptop like Didi." Mom looked confused. " We need to discuss about it with your Dad." " I want nothing else." Trupti was upset but then she decided that she needed to wait her Dad might agree too. " Mom please convince Dad. I want it." Mom nodded and smiled. Trupti went back in Priya's room.
On that day Priya was not looking happy like every day. Trupti asked her " What happened Priya Didi?" " Nothing. I am just feeling acidic." " Feeling acidic? Then why don't you go to Doctor?" " It is nothing serious. It is happening because I don't do much exercise." " Oh!! Really?" " Yes." On that day Priya went out of that room. She went around to some garden and did walking. It really helped her. Still when their Mom insisted, they even went to Doctor. Everything was just fine. In few days her trouble of acidity vanished. Priya began to start writing once again. Trupti felt so happy. Every day Trupti started to get more and more inspired. One day Priya finished her writing. Then she decide to go to sleep. Trupti knew that it was time for Priya to rest so she went out. Before going she said " Good night" to her. Priya gave her sweet smile. She even offered her good night kiss. It was wonderful bond between them. Trupti was feeling so safe and inspired near her. Trupti kept watching her with admiration. She began a pole of strength for her. Whenever Trupti felt scared, she just entered in Priya's room and she started to feel safe. She began to feel a strength of inspiration from her. Trupti smiled so happily when Priya admired her. She began to feel so safe. She started to feel as if nothing in this world could turn wrong for her. She wanted to feel safe. When Trupti sat in room of Priya , she felt safe. She wanted to feel secure. She went in her room. Once upon a time she fought to get separate room from her sister. She created so much issue that her parents managed to convert their balcony in little room. She got that room as her room. But she even liked it on that time. Now she felt it was so wrong. She wanted to stay with her sister. She felt so alone. On that moment she felt so much fear. She suddenly began to feel that some thing was wrong with Priya. She knew that it was her fear but today she felt that she did mistake by letting her sleep alone. She decided that she might sleep in her room. She went in Priya's room. Priya was sleeping but when Trupti entered, she woke up with her noise. Priya "What happened?" Trupti " Can I sleep with you Priya Didi like I use to in childhood?" Priya started laughing. Priya " You are still my baby sister and you are still a baby for me. Come sleep with me." Then Priya took her in arms and started patting like child. Trupti felt so safe. She slept there. When she woke up, it was morning. She slowly put away Priya's hand. She felt little bit strange when it dropped down. She started watching Priya in strange way. She sensed that Priya's face was looking too pale. She was sleeping strange way. She felt that she was sleeping like corpse. Then Trupti laughed at her fear. Priya was perfect. She slowly went out of her room. She started getting ready for school. When she started to take bathe, she heard her Mom's voice. Her Mom was calling Priya again and again. Slowly that voice turned in hysteric one. Trupti began to feel tense then she heard her Mom calling her father. It was something like scream. Trupti sensed one thing that something was wrong with Priya. She immediately washed herself and came out. Her Mom was crying. Her Dad was calling Doctor. One thing was clear that Priya was not waking up. She went near her. She also tried to wake her up. But nothing worked. It was horrible. Then finally Doctor came. Trupti felt that Doctor would turn every thing in right way. But Doctor nodded negatively after checking for her heart beat. Doctor said " She is dead. In fact I feel she died last night in sleep." " It is not possible I was sleeping with her. I never heard any painful voice from her." "Since her death was not painful, she had heart attack in sleep." Mom " But she is a healthy girl?" "Such things happen. Sad but truth of life. No one know when person might die. It's in hand of God." Then Doctor went out with Dad. Dad came in and told Mom that they must make arrangement of funeral. After that Trupti felt as if she was no longer truly past of this. It seemed like some movie. Her sister died and they had to manage funeral. She cried but still she wanted to woke up from that nightmare. For few days people kept coming and they kept telling same story. After some days finally their life went back on first track but without Priya.
Trupti was no longer feeling that much inspired to study after death of Priya. Her grades were reduced remarkably. Soon her teacher decided to call her parents. Teacher " Trupti was not acting like herself. She used to be a bright student but now a days she seemed like lost in her own dream world." Her Mom started to control her tears. Teacher " Now don't cry like that. You needed to become strong first to help your kid." " Sorry Madam. " " You don't need to apologize. I can understand your feeling but you have to control it for sake of your alive daughter. She is not studying at all. Her grades are reducing. If she kept like that then one day she would fail. You need to tell her to study." Mom nodded. " I will pay more attention to her." Trupti began to feel so guilty. When they came out, her Dad looked at her with anger. Dad " Why are you doing this to us? Do you want to shatter us completely? You are our only hope now." Mom " Stop it. She is also suffering." Then Mom hugged her. Trupti slowly cried. Trupti " Mom I will study but I want to sit in Priya's room." " Sure you can sit there." They took her in home. Then she sat in her chair. All things were removed but she insisted to her Mom that she must keep all things same way. Her Dad objected at beginning. But then he became nervous after seeing her grades. He told them that they must keep that room closed. He never wanted to enter in it. They nodded. Then it started. Mom and Trupti arranged that room in same way as it was before Priya's death. Then Trupti sat there. When she started studying, suddenly every thing became interesting to her. It became promising to her. She began to sense that she could study every thing in just same way before. She looked at Priya's chair. Even her chair had promising touch. When Trupti looked at her chair, she began to feel that promise in it. She began to grasp every word with hope. She began to feel happiness from her soul. She started to feel so much better. Her Mom was watching her from corner. She was so happy when she saw that Trupti began to study again. She felt so happy. Then she went back in her room. She called her Dad and told him that Trupti had already started studying different subjects. Dad sounded satisfied. After that day Trupti began to study every day. Her studies became her priority to her. She began to forget all other things. It was so interesting for her. She began to learn every thing. But soon her parents began to sense that something was totally wrong with her. She didn't able to do anything except studying. She began to study books even while eating dinner and lunch. One day when she was eating dinner while studying, her Dad entered. Dad " Trupti honey for long time we don't played badminton. I know how much you use to love it. Tomorrow I have vacation let's go plan one match between you and me. Your Mom is not that good in playing so it will be just you and me." Her Dad smiled. Trupti didn't look up. Then her Dad touched her on shoulder " Trupti why didn't you answer me?" Trupti looked at him with confused expressions. " Did you tell me something?" Her Dad began to feel frustrated. Dad " Yes. Are you going with me to play badminton tomorrow?" " No Dad. No thanks. I like to study and soon I am also going to write." " Write what?" " Incomplete novel of Priya Didi? Don't you sense it? Priya Didi is helping me with my studies and I must help her with her book. But for writing that book I need to understand proper way of writing." " Proper way of writing? You didn't know normal way of writing?" " Of course Dad. I am an educated girl." Dad didn't look convinced but he just said do as you wish. Then he left that room. He was so upset. He felt rejected by his own daughter as father. Priya was never acted like his daughter. She always kept herself locked in room. From childhood Priya never loved outdoor life. But Trupti was totally different story. She used to love outdoor games. She used to play with him. He never thought that Trupti would stuck inside home like that. It started with one day after listening to Priya's story. But he thought that it was sister bonding. At that time she used to play with him too. But it was never for long time since he hardly had time. He was happy that Priya was keeping Trupti busy. But now he began to regret his decision. He sensed one thing that he had lost that bond which was existed inside him and his daughter. He felt sad about it. He had lost one daughter. He didn't want to lose another. He had to fight to get her back again. He decided to try harder on each day.
Trupti went to Priya's seat after finishing her studies. She sat on her chair. She took her papers out. She saw her incomplete story of novel. She knew all script. She felt that she could write it. She began to feel so confidant. Then she began to write. Her first word seemed so immature not fit for that novel. She decided that she couldn't add it. She managed to erase it on laptop. She started again. This time she decided that she couldn't judge her writing by just one word. She needed to write more. She started writing more. Soon she began to complete one chapter. She sensed that it was wonderful at beginning since she began to imagine but then suddenly every thing stopped on one track. She sensed one thing that she needed to understand every thought properly. She began to write it again. But she just couldn't reach to that marks. She knew whole story. She just had convince herself that she could write it. She took deep breathe and started writing again. But her every word seemed so incomplete. She sensed one thing that she couldn't get hold of that story. She felt that she might drink some coffee like Priya and then she started to feel fresh again. She called her Mom. " Mom can you make coffee the way you make for Priya?" " Black coffee? But you never drink coffee without sugar and milk. It can't suit you." " Mom let me try." Mom didn't look convinced. But when Trupti started to look angry, her Mom went in kitchen. She took deep breathe and started typing again. She didn't understand what was wrong with her. Her Mom was making coffee in kitchen. She felt that it would help her. She began to feel sure that she could manage to get things as per her choice when she would drank that dark coffee she can write. She smiled happily. She started writing again. But she knew that it was senseless. Soon her Mom brought that coffee. She took it and started to drink it. But it tasted so horrible to her that she didn't dare to take another sip. " Mom no one can drink coffee which taste like that!!" " It is just the way Priya used to drink. She used to like strong coffee. It might be cause of her acidity." " Nonsense. No one can drink such a drink. You are lying." " Stop it Trupti. How dare you to talk with me like that?!! Why should I lie to you? "" Because you don't want me to write." " Why I don't want you to write? If you complete her novel then no one will be more happy than me. But let me tell you one thing that you are not writer so you can't pretend to be one. You can't force yourself to write. You are better at outdoor sports. You can't change yourself like that." " Ohh! so you are doing it since you want me to play with Dad? No I am going to write. Take this coffee from here." Trupti pushed that cup in anger. That cup fall down. It was broken. It's glass shattered around room. Mom was so shocked. Trupti suddenly came to her sensed. " Sorry Mom I don't mean to break it." Mom " It was Priya's cup!! You can't become Priya you can't even use her cup now since you have broken it with your own hands." Mom started picking up all glasses while drying her tears. Trupti was so upset. She sensed one thing that her Mom was really trying her best. She sensed one thing that she couldn't drink coffee which Priya was drinking. But she felt that she could write those things which Priya had wrote. She had to do it. She had whole story in her brain. She just had to wrote it properly like Priya did. She suddenly sensed that she might needed to read Priya's story to understand way of her writing. She began to read. She kept reading it again and again. Then once again she started writing. She felt that she could do it properly now. But then she sensed that something was missing again. She began to start writing again. She kept writing and deleting again and again. Slowly she lost sense of her time. She kept doing same thing repeatedly. She wanted it to be perfect. She thought if she kept trying then she would achieve it. She never sensed that she was starting one madness. She sensed that she needed hard work to become writer. She began to work hard on it on each point. She didn't sense that she didn't have that talent. She just kept trying without thinking what she was doing with her life. She just wanted to complete Priya's novel. She needed to complete it. It was seemed like main motive of her life. She started doing it.
Trupti's Mom sensed that something was totally wrong with Trupti. Trupti was never fond of writing. She never managed to write any thing except few assays for examination. She liked outdoor games. But suddenly today she became fond of writing which was never her skill. It was so hard for her. Her Mom was seeing her efforts but in her heart. Mom knew that she was not writer so she couldn't able to write anything. Trupti was never going to change that fact. Her Mom was so upset by Trupti's reactions. She was watching her for hours. She kept writing and deleting like some obsessed person. Her Mom didn't like the look on her face. She had studied little bit of psychology from some books. She sensed that something was wrong with Trupti's eyes. She seemed like mentally disturbed person. Trupti's Mom kept getting confused. She knew that her daughter needed help. But she just couldn't call her mad. She didn't want to hurt Trupti. But then she decided that she must talk with her husband. She called him. When she confirmed that he had time, she began to discuss every thing with him. Dad " I thought she was acting strange with me because I managed to ignore her too much. I thought that it was my mistake." " No that is not truth. She was acting strange with me too." Dad suddenly began to feel nervous. Mom " I think we need psychiatrist." " Don't jump on conclusions like that. Let me talk with her. I am going to bring many things of her choice today. Just let her see them." Mom " Okay. We can wait for few days." Mom agreed but in her heart she knew that it was not going to help. Then Dad came home in night. He brought many things with him. Mostly things which would have encouraged a sportsman. But Trupti didn't even look at them. Then finally Dad gave her new laptop. Trupti was not thrilled. Trupti " Dad I have laptop of Priya Didi. Why did you wasted so much money?" Dad was really shocked. He sensed one thing that he couldn't do any thing to change Trupti's attitude. Dad " Trupti I think we need to visit a Doctor." Mom smiled. She was glad that Dad finally understood her point. " Doctor why?" " Mom was telling me that you can't able to write." Suddenly Trupti looked interested. " How can a Doctor help?" " A psychiatrist can help." "Psychiatrist? What do you mean by that? " " I mean he could help you to bring out that story fully. I feel due to stress of Priya's death. You might have forgot something. I mean sometimes such things happens.." Trupti jumped with joy. " You are right Dad. We need to study my mind and get out that story." Dad was so happy that she got convinced so easily. Then Mom talked with her friend from whom she took those books to read. Her friend was psychiatrist now. Her friend immediately arranged an appointment. Mom " She said that this is common. After sudden death in house such things happen many times in home. Trupti was attached to her elder sister so it was happening." " So she will be fine." " Yes..yes it is not big issue in her eyes." Dad smiled. Then he told Trupti about appointment. It was arranged on next day. Every one was tense in house. Since whole time Trupti just kept trying to write on computer. It was frustrating. She kept whole typing. Her voice of typing was getting frustrating step by step. She started to make more and more noise. Dad " What is she trying to do? Did she want to break that laptop?" " Just relax. We have new one. Let her act as she wish. We are going to visit psychiatrist soon. She will handle it." " But I can't tolerate this noise." " Let me close door." Dad nodded. But Dad was clearly frustrated. He felt as if he was landed in jail. He wanted to go out and scream on Trupti. But he controlled himself. He knew that it would turn matter in worst way. He wanted her to visit Psychiatrist. When time to visit of psychiatrist came, Trupti started asking again and again when they were going to visit her. She took it in her mind that if she visit her, she would start writing. Then finally time came to visit her. They went there. Whole time Trupti was not ready to sit still, she kept trying to type even in mobile. It was so frustrating to them. Dad many times tried to tell her to sit quietly. But she was not just ready. Soon his voice became loud. Other patient who was sitting beside them started crying. Her relative " Stop it. you are scaring my sister." Dad " Sorry. I don't meant to scare her. Madam I am really sorry." That woman kept shivering. Her brother " Okay..okay it is fine." Trupti " She was really mad person." Her Mom looked at her with anger. She started typing again. Her brother " Look a mad girl calling my sister mad." Every one started to get upset when receptionist ordered them to keep quiet." Either keep quiet or you are going to go out of this clinic." Every one apologized. It was greatest relief when psychiatrist called them. As soon as they entered in room, psychiatrist smiled. Trupti sat before her. Then she first talked to Trupti first about incidence that happened before. Trupti " I just kept talking without thinking." Psychiatrist laughed. " We are human not god. Just go outside and apologize to her. She might give one smile to her." Trupti nodded. She started to took mobile. But psychiatrist stopped her. " Don't do that. It will look bad." Trupti wanted to take it but then she nodded. Psychiatrist put it in drawer. Psychiatrist " I am putting it in here. I want full attention while talking with you." Trupti nodded again. Then Trupti came back after sometime. They started talking. Trupti talked about everything. Soon psychiatrist convinced her that she must spend some time outdoor if she needed to take out that story. She began to agree to this. Then she sent her outside. Psychiatrist " She is suffering from post traumatic symptoms. It happens in case of sudden death. She wanted to replace Priya." " But we never asked her to do that?" " It is not about your demand. It is about what you think. It is about what she think." " But can she be alright?" " Sure. Give her some time and few section of counseling and of course you need to encourage her on sports." Dad and Mom nodded. So they took their new duties from heart. When Trupti returned, they planned every thing. Slowly step by step Trupti once again turned to her sports with help of psychiatrist. She began to forget that novel. Then finally one day she cried for her sister. On that day she finally decided that she was not writer. She decided that she couldn't complete that novel. On that day they kept that novel in CD. It was locked in cupboard. They all wanted it to be complete but they knew that it was not possible so they locked it forever with hope that it would remain memory of Priya for them. They were just precious to them but they knew that they were always useless to world. But they decided that they would keep that novel like treasure.
The End
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