On the 10th of October we all celebrated the World Mental health day.Sadly little do people In India have proper knowledge about mental health.The word mental is always associated with “Pagal” “Psycho”.Its a sad situation but we need to finally take a stand,spread awareness and educate the society.Its high time we pull up Our socks.
Depression is one of the major causes of suicides.Ofcourse anxiety,Speech anxiety and a number of issues Adds up.
It was 24.01.17,noon 1pm.While I was casually sipping coffee and preparing for my accounts exams,the telephone rings.On answering the phone,I got to know that my dearest childhood friend Prachi was no more.Goosebumps all over,and tears in my eyes.It was impossible to believe that the most cheerful,bubbly,happy go lucky girl Prachi had committed suicide by jumping from the 6th Floor terrace of her building in Howrah.On the day of her CBSE (CLASS 12)BOARDS PRACTICAL EXAMS,she updated her whatsapp status to “BYE” and ended her life.Two days later I attended her baithak on being invited by her sister.Those 40 minutes completely changed me as a person.Everyone dressed in white attires,aunties blabbering and asking me how do I know Prachi.Did she have an affair.Oh god why do these aunties call relationships an affair and make it sound so scandalous.Anyways,they tried their best with constant murmuring and gossip to gather as much information as possible.
On one side were the guests and on the other side was the family.Prachus father sitting quietly,Dada ji staring blankly,younger brother sad and confused and then there was her mother.Aunty was sitting on a chair being water Splashed by all the ladies to ensure that she doesnt faint from the terrible crying,in between she also kept on banging her head.What a terrible sight.I sat there weeping.No one from my batch had turned up.Everyone who claimed to be Prachus bff were either too scared to show up or busy preparing for upcoming boards.After a few days aunty was in ICU,Prachi’s younger brother Mihir would never talk to me in the same way,he always looked scared.For an entire month I questioned myself why did she do this,everytime Her family would walk down the stairs Theyd imagine how she was lying on the floor with blood all over,how will Mihir ever play on the terrace again.How will aunty ever be able to accept the reality.Before this incident,ten days back I was super sad and stressed due to exams,being the average Indian student I updated a cliche sad status over whatsapp.I still remember Prachu was the first one to ask me if I was fine,what was wrong and I still remember the words she texted.”My pooja is strong”.Why was she not strong enough.Its ironical that the person who told me to be strong was the weakest.
Before my finals were starting I told her,Prachu am tired of life and studies,am going to die.Her reply was “take me too.”This one conversation hits me even know.
Only I know the trauma I was in
,the hollowness within,thousand questions,no answers.In such A situation The family prefers to be quiet and not reveal the inside story.Post mortem had the answers but the family was quiet.Being so close to them Yet I sealed my mouths and failed to ask aunty uncle what the matter was.Some said she was pregnant,others said she killed herself for a guy.It felt super bad but then thats how absurd we humans are.Tragic stories makes us happy,makes us feel alive.
I feel sad that despite talking to her everyday I failed to see her sadness.The girl who was partying two nights back suddenly goes and dies?
Suicide should never be an option.Never ever ever.When we go out on a date with the wrong person,choose the wrong movie, wrong place and then the next time we make sure to choose the right ones.Don't we? Then why cant we take a stand and try to fix our wrongs? There is no mistake Or problem bigger than Us,our lives.It is sad that teenagers and even adults go with the flow of the generation.Get inspired,influenced by these hindi/english movies.No my darling cutting your veins and bleeding to death like Hannah from 13 Reasons why isnt as easy as it looks.Not even 1% easy.How can you be a coward and give up at life when someone struggling with cancer is trying to live for one more day.THIS IS NOT JUST YOUR LIFE.IT IS OUR LIFE TOO.YOUR PARENTS AND GOD BROUGHT YOU IN THIS WORLD,GAVE YOU BIRTH AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO END YOUR LIFE WITH YOUR OWN HANDS.You might think who cares.To be honest no one will care eventually but your parents and family will always care.
Every morning is a new day and a new beginning.If you never try you’ll never know.Dont give up on hope.Have faith.Consult a counsellor/doctor.Talk to someone elder and solve your issues.One step at a time Will end all your bad days.It has been rightly said “What you think is what you become”,think of better things and Focus your positive energy towards improving your life instead of whining about the bad times and planning to die.What if Prachi would not die on the spot? What if she would have to spend the rest of her life with a Distorted face on a wheelchair,With people taunting her for trying to commit suicide?
These questions go on in my mind.Dont let your fears take over your mind and rule you,overcome the bad thoughts and focus on positive vibes.
Suicide is never an option my friend.I wish I could save Prachu and tell her suicide should never be an option my dear.
Depression is one of the major causes of suicides.Ofcourse anxiety,Speech anxiety and a number of issues Adds up.
It was 24.01.17,noon 1pm.While I was casually sipping coffee and preparing for my accounts exams,the telephone rings.On answering the phone,I got to know that my dearest childhood friend Prachi was no more.Goosebumps all over,and tears in my eyes.It was impossible to believe that the most cheerful,bubbly,happy go lucky girl Prachi had committed suicide by jumping from the 6th Floor terrace of her building in Howrah.On the day of her CBSE (CLASS 12)BOARDS PRACTICAL EXAMS,she updated her whatsapp status to “BYE” and ended her life.Two days later I attended her baithak on being invited by her sister.Those 40 minutes completely changed me as a person.Everyone dressed in white attires,aunties blabbering and asking me how do I know Prachi.Did she have an affair.Oh god why do these aunties call relationships an affair and make it sound so scandalous.Anyways,they tried their best with constant murmuring and gossip to gather as much information as possible.
On one side were the guests and on the other side was the family.Prachus father sitting quietly,Dada ji staring blankly,younger brother sad and confused and then there was her mother.Aunty was sitting on a chair being water Splashed by all the ladies to ensure that she doesnt faint from the terrible crying,in between she also kept on banging her head.What a terrible sight.I sat there weeping.No one from my batch had turned up.Everyone who claimed to be Prachus bff were either too scared to show up or busy preparing for upcoming boards.After a few days aunty was in ICU,Prachi’s younger brother Mihir would never talk to me in the same way,he always looked scared.For an entire month I questioned myself why did she do this,everytime Her family would walk down the stairs Theyd imagine how she was lying on the floor with blood all over,how will Mihir ever play on the terrace again.How will aunty ever be able to accept the reality.Before this incident,ten days back I was super sad and stressed due to exams,being the average Indian student I updated a cliche sad status over whatsapp.I still remember Prachu was the first one to ask me if I was fine,what was wrong and I still remember the words she texted.”My pooja is strong”.Why was she not strong enough.Its ironical that the person who told me to be strong was the weakest.
Before my finals were starting I told her,Prachu am tired of life and studies,am going to die.Her reply was “take me too.”This one conversation hits me even know.
Only I know the trauma I was in
I feel sad that despite talking to her everyday I failed to see her sadness.The girl who was partying two nights back suddenly goes and dies?
Suicide should never be an option.Never ever ever.When we go out on a date with the wrong person,choose the wrong movie, wrong place and then the next time we make sure to choose the right ones.Don't we? Then why cant we take a stand and try to fix our wrongs? There is no mistake Or problem bigger than Us,our lives.It is sad that teenagers and even adults go with the flow of the generation.Get inspired,influenced by these hindi/english movies.No my darling cutting your veins and bleeding to death like Hannah from 13 Reasons why isnt as easy as it looks.Not even 1% easy.How can you be a coward and give up at life when someone struggling with cancer is trying to live for one more day.THIS IS NOT JUST YOUR LIFE.IT IS OUR LIFE TOO.YOUR PARENTS AND GOD BROUGHT YOU IN THIS WORLD,GAVE YOU BIRTH AND YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO END YOUR LIFE WITH YOUR OWN HANDS.You might think who cares.To be honest no one will care eventually but your parents and family will always care.
Every morning is a new day and a new beginning.If you never try you’ll never know.Dont give up on hope.Have faith.Consult a counsellor/doctor.Talk to someone elder and solve your issues.One step at a time Will end all your bad days.It has been rightly said “What you think is what you become”,think of better things and Focus your positive energy towards improving your life instead of whining about the bad times and planning to die.What if Prachi would not die on the spot? What if she would have to spend the rest of her life with a Distorted face on a wheelchair,With people taunting her for trying to commit suicide?
These questions go on in my mind.Dont let your fears take over your mind and rule you,overcome the bad thoughts and focus on positive vibes.
Suicide is never an option my friend.I wish I could save Prachu and tell her suicide should never be an option my dear.
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