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IRONY

"Breathe in, breathe out. Repeat it three times."
"Where I am? Please tell me." Sneha was panicked.
The lady doctor told with a calm distance, "You are in hospital." "What happened?" now she was shocked.
The silence was prolonged. But then the words seeped into her brain.
"You tried to commit suicide." On hearing the truth Sneha became numb with shock.  "No I can't do that." She repeated it to herself.

"Sneha you jumped from three storey building but guess it was your lucky day. You got saved. But..." The doctor hesitated for a second, as how to explain her the rarity of her problem. Still she  continued,
"... but... Sneha a nerve in frontal lobe of your brain has been severely damaged which means you will be having problems in thinking, moods, problem solving and alike. This also may affect your capacity to accept a situation in real world. And that means you are going to have a hard time accepting things in your life now."
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I know Sneha from a long time. She could easily accept anything in life. Anything. From an extra marital to homosexuality to living alone or any adventure. Nothing ever was unacceptable for her. But now... She woke up at midnight, stared at the wall and was unable to accept. Accept that she attempted suicide. That a nerve in her brain has been damaged. That she won't be herself again : Accepting the Unacceptable, which was still her 'About me' on most social sites.

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