A Curious Case

“Oh, what is that?” I was warned by the warden about this patient’s infantile curiosity. He had warned me that this patient asks too many questions. I had rubbished his warning, for I always found children’s idiosyncrasies delightful. However, even I was put off by a balding fifty-year old’s tittering through tobacco strewn teeth. Advertisements

The Better Half

It was raining cats and dogs when I entered the mental institute. On opening the door, the patient immediately sprang towards me. “I’m not who you think!” There was agitation and pain in his manner and eyes. “Tell me then, who are you?” “I’m not who you think!” “Well, who aren’t you?” “The one they…

The World Is A Stage

It was lovely weather. The torrential downpour late in the night paved way for a tranquil morning with a gentle breeze, overcast sky, and a wayward raindrop falling every now and then. The atmosphere was a sea of tranquillity. The patient sat on the floor at the foot of his bed. Legs folded, eyes closed,…

Trouble With The Parts

I saw a man scampering like a dog with his tail between his legs. Having walked similarly a few minutes ago myself, I knew the reason for his unusual gait. But his robes piqued my interest; a patient was allowed to roam outside after sunset. “Hey, how come you’re here?” I inquired. “Ahhhh, sweet God,…

We’re All Equal   Meeting a patient confined by a straitjacket was strangely appealing. It was the first time my erstwhile idea of a patient in a mental institute came alive. Despite the synchrony between my mental picture and the patient in front of me, I trod cautiously. Unpredictability was the only certainty within these…

It’s Only Love

“Hi, there,” I greeted with the best smile I could manage. “What do you want?” The words were intermixed with a sigh. The night outside the cell was intrusive, silent. “I’m just going around visiting patients for a project, to know about the…their…um.” “Madness,” he said turning towards me. The springy bed didn’t make any…