27-12-2018, 12:12 AM
"To phir ye hoga kaise??", Roshani was getting worried.
"Please come this way", She stood up and moved towards a room which was beside the main door. It could serve as a home clinic if ever she decides to work from home.
They went in and she closed the door.
"I think, I know just the right person for this job" she said.
"you do? who can do that?", she asked expectantly.
"it's you, Mrs Roshani Sharma.", she said with indifference like she was suggesting some pill.
"Me, you are kidding!!!”, she took that as a joke and laughed it out.
“what's so funny Roshani?”, Vaishali asked.
“helloo?, in case if you forgetting, the man we are talking about is my son, it's incest ”Roshani replied but wasn't mad at her for suggestion something like that.
“That is what I like about you, you are so calm even though nature of my suggestion would be considered outrageous by most Indian mothers”, Vaishali said.
“What do you mean?”,
“A usual Indian mother would simply freak out on her orthodox moral grounds but I can have a logical discussion with you”,
“It can't happen, I am open minded but not to the extent that I will do it with my son”, Roshani replied.
"Biologically you are a woman and he is a man and that's all that matters to me as far as this therapy is concerned, I can prescribe it for the benefit of your son's health. If it were any other case I would have never done that. You share very strong bond with your son, so it won't be problem for you",
"But how can I, it will change our relationship and Its like cheating on my husband", Roshani said and Vaishali observed that her concern has shifted from incest to infidelity.
"I know it's a difficult to process but you can think about it. What I have suggested is a perfectly viable option and if you ask me . . .Vikky can't find a better sex partner than you Roshani. Noone in this world understands him better than you and he will trust you more than anyone in this world."
She patiently listened.
"agar ek baar ke liye mai aapki baat maan bhi lun, phir bhi mai apne bete se is bare me baat karungi kaise?",
Dr Acharya smiled. Her concern about incest and infidelity was gone and she was concerned about how he would convince her son.
"I don't think it would be difficult conversation, you can explain to him about the situation but tell him that for his well being you are willing to do it for him, after all you are his mother!!!!", she suggested. " . . . . and trust me on this one, Roshani, iske jawab me Vikky ko jyada sochana nai padega ", she smiled a little.
She wasn't satisfied with her answer and Vaishali sensed that.
"final decision will be yours, If you don't want to do it, then we have to think about something else and always remember that medication is always there",
"no, no, not the medication", she got worried.
"I can't force you Roshani but whatever I am suggesting will solve the problem, you don't have to take decision right away . . you can go home today and think it through",
"I think that would be best", Roshani replied.
"We can start therapy once we find his partner who can help him, I can tell you about the activities but only if you reply in affirmative otherwise it would be a moot point",
Roshani looked worried and in order to relax the mood Dr Vaishali changed the subject.
"Aur mujhe dekhiye, aapko friend kaha aur abhi tak bhukhe, pyase baitha rakha hai?", she smiled " Bataiye kya lengi, coke, juice, tea, coffee",
"Ji coke is fine", she did needed as her throat had dried.
"We can go out, all our private conversations are over", she said and stood up to go out. They talked for a while sipping coke. They talked about family and they found one more thing in common between them that they had businessman husbands who traveled a lot. They also talked about Deepa for a minute and lastly discussed their sons, Roshani saw her mirror reflection in Vaishali when it came to her son. She was protective, caring and loving.
At last while seeing her off, Vaishali Said "I want you to think it through and tell me about your decision", she said ", and remember my doors are always open for you, but do call before you come", she smiled.
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"Please come this way", She stood up and moved towards a room which was beside the main door. It could serve as a home clinic if ever she decides to work from home.
They went in and she closed the door.
"I think, I know just the right person for this job" she said.
"you do? who can do that?", she asked expectantly.
"it's you, Mrs Roshani Sharma.", she said with indifference like she was suggesting some pill.
"Me, you are kidding!!!”, she took that as a joke and laughed it out.
“what's so funny Roshani?”, Vaishali asked.
“helloo?, in case if you forgetting, the man we are talking about is my son, it's incest ”Roshani replied but wasn't mad at her for suggestion something like that.
“That is what I like about you, you are so calm even though nature of my suggestion would be considered outrageous by most Indian mothers”, Vaishali said.
“What do you mean?”,
“A usual Indian mother would simply freak out on her orthodox moral grounds but I can have a logical discussion with you”,
“It can't happen, I am open minded but not to the extent that I will do it with my son”, Roshani replied.
"Biologically you are a woman and he is a man and that's all that matters to me as far as this therapy is concerned, I can prescribe it for the benefit of your son's health. If it were any other case I would have never done that. You share very strong bond with your son, so it won't be problem for you",
"But how can I, it will change our relationship and Its like cheating on my husband", Roshani said and Vaishali observed that her concern has shifted from incest to infidelity.
"I know it's a difficult to process but you can think about it. What I have suggested is a perfectly viable option and if you ask me . . .Vikky can't find a better sex partner than you Roshani. Noone in this world understands him better than you and he will trust you more than anyone in this world."
She patiently listened.
"agar ek baar ke liye mai aapki baat maan bhi lun, phir bhi mai apne bete se is bare me baat karungi kaise?",
Dr Acharya smiled. Her concern about incest and infidelity was gone and she was concerned about how he would convince her son.
"I don't think it would be difficult conversation, you can explain to him about the situation but tell him that for his well being you are willing to do it for him, after all you are his mother!!!!", she suggested. " . . . . and trust me on this one, Roshani, iske jawab me Vikky ko jyada sochana nai padega ", she smiled a little.
She wasn't satisfied with her answer and Vaishali sensed that.
"final decision will be yours, If you don't want to do it, then we have to think about something else and always remember that medication is always there",
"no, no, not the medication", she got worried.
"I can't force you Roshani but whatever I am suggesting will solve the problem, you don't have to take decision right away . . you can go home today and think it through",
"I think that would be best", Roshani replied.
"We can start therapy once we find his partner who can help him, I can tell you about the activities but only if you reply in affirmative otherwise it would be a moot point",
Roshani looked worried and in order to relax the mood Dr Vaishali changed the subject.
"Aur mujhe dekhiye, aapko friend kaha aur abhi tak bhukhe, pyase baitha rakha hai?", she smiled " Bataiye kya lengi, coke, juice, tea, coffee",
"Ji coke is fine", she did needed as her throat had dried.
"We can go out, all our private conversations are over", she said and stood up to go out. They talked for a while sipping coke. They talked about family and they found one more thing in common between them that they had businessman husbands who traveled a lot. They also talked about Deepa for a minute and lastly discussed their sons, Roshani saw her mirror reflection in Vaishali when it came to her son. She was protective, caring and loving.
At last while seeing her off, Vaishali Said "I want you to think it through and tell me about your decision", she said ", and remember my doors are always open for you, but do call before you come", she smiled.
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