LUST OR LOVE

Nature can be breathtakingly beautiful and sometimes it can take your breath away from you as well. A girl who was sitting on the ground of an unknown forest was looking around to find a way, but in the passing time, she felt as if she had just lost herself in that dense forest more than she was there. She couldn't see anything, nothing was clear, and her entire surroundings were occupied by Fogg. At that moment she could only remember her name, nothing more, nothing less. She is only able to see nature, the deadly nature. She is mesmerized by the beauty which mother earth is holding. How can mother earth be this pretty and deadly at the same time? She was busy admiring mother earth, but her admiration didn't last for long. As soon as she heard a cracking sound coming behind her, panic rushed over her veins. She tried to stand up but she was too weak to stand up. Under compulsion, she turned around to see, but her eyes could see nothing but Fogg. She was miserable. She felt like a newborn in that place. She didn't know where she came from and didn't know what she was doing there. Her throat dried up as the sound of the wind gave her a creepy vibe. She stood up and started walking. Her legs were weak hugging herself. She started walking. She didn't know where she was heading to. She looked at the tall trees which stood with so much pride. Pride! The most dangerous pride. She covered her ears as she heard some voice inside her head. She sighed heavily. Suddenly she felt someone whispering something into her ear. "Okay... " " Take it easy..." "you are gonna open your eyes" "slowly..." "slowly..." "Veeha..." "Open your eyes..." "slowly..." "Okay!" Veeha's P. O. V: I slowly opened my eyes. it took a couple of seconds to recognize the place where I was. "What is your name?" a mid-aged lady who was sitting on a couch in front of me holding a pen and a diary asked me. "Veeha Sen" I replied. "Where are you from?" she asked. "Ontario, Canada, " I said "What do you do ?" she asked again. "I am a student," I replied quietly. "Where do you study?" she asked. "Oxford University," I said. "What is your major?" she asked me again. "International Law" I replied. "Where are you now?" still examining me "In my therapist's chamber," I replied with the assurance that I knew where I was and I had come back to my senses. "Who am I?" asked me again, showing me that she was not sure whether I am in my sense or not. "Mrs. Han, my lovely gorgeous therapist," I said with a smile and sat straight on the chair. "How are you feeling?" now she asked with a bit of concern. "A bit dizzy" I replied. "hmm... So it was kinda intense. Do you feel anything else apart from this weird dizziness!" she asked. " Well till now! no... but these dreams are scaring me" I said. "Okay, no problem you are doing well, just take these medicine timely, it's all because of your stress. Don't take too much stress," she suggested. "Understood Mrs.Han" I sighed, "See you next week, my child," She said as she got up to hug me. "Yeah. Thank you, Mrs Han.." We hugged each other and I headed out of her office. It's Saturday. I am walking back to my dorm after having therapy. I was thinking about those dreams which I have been seeing almost every day or every time whenever I am sleeping, for nearly the last 3 to 4 weeks. A weird dream where I get lost in an unknown forest. Nowadays, I have been seeing these scary dreams more intensely and due to this I couldn't focus on my studies, it's kinda horrifying to me, so I had to consult with a psychologist. It was okay with the treatment for 2 to 3 days but I don't know why I am seeing them more intensely and with a bit of clarification after taking the medicine that Mrs. Han gave me. She told me not to think about it, but I couldn't let go of the thought of the dream from my mind. The point is, I see the same spot and same surroundings in every dream. Which is why I am freaked out. Am I going to be a crazy person? Do I have a serious mental illness? My God. WTF is wrong with me! After reaching my dorm, I was welcomed by a bone-crashing hug from one of my roommates, Rilia. "My God, I was thinking that the therapist had eaten you alive. What took you so long? How was it btw!" Rilia asked. "Well, first, it was good. She said I am recovering, but...." I stopped suddenly "But what !" she asked as impatience wrote on her face. "But I am not sure I am recovering or not. Today after the session, when I came back to my senses, I felt dizziness which was more intense than before. I don't think I am doing well. Am I going to be a crazy woman? Rilia, what do you think? Am I going to be a mental patient?" I asked her, holding her hands in mine as I felt my heart was burning with those thoughts. Almost tearing up, I said "I am not gonna make it I guess", looking at her eyes, I was just hoping that what so ever I was saying, maybe that couldn't be true.