This story is about a young boy who lives in our neighbourhood. He is from a well to do family and is physically okay. However, since 1999, when we moved to Nagpur, we have noticed his struggle with his mental stability. He has been on medication with regular follow-ups with doctors. Many times he has been shifted in and out of special care hostels. Off and on, he gets violent with his family and breaks the furniture, and tears his clothes. Looking after him is a complicated task, and we have seen the family suffer from time to time. These days his family lives in a flat nearby, while he stays close by and is looked after carefully.
As his neighbors, we listen to his repetitive sentences and fearful false facts daily and keep calm. We have told our staff to give the young man food whenever required and have also apraised them of his illness, requesting them to be kind to him. He often comes to make a call to his mother and tell her about his anxieties and his food. And sometimes to apologise to her.
Extend a helping hand to everyone in difficulty. 😊