Rajeev is reading various books on memory loss that his grandfather authored while seated in his office.
I am not an expert on this topic, despite the fact that I had previously read about amnesia, mostly out of curiosity. Take into account the following.The four categories of forgetting, according to these psychological theories, are cue dependency, retrieval failure, decay, and interferenceSemantic memory is less likely to be affected by retrograde amnesia (the form where you forget memories from before a certain period) than episodic memory. To put it another way, you’re more likely to forget individual incidents than you are to forget fundamental details and how they relate to one another. Seldom is motor learning impacted by this. You still know why it’s a good thing to tie your shoes, but you can’t remember who taught you how to do it or whenEverything depends on how the amnesia started and which areas of the brain were impacted. Even if they can hear what is being said to them and are able to make noises, some stroke sufferers lose their capacity to talk or even their ability to use wordThere are certain regions of the human brain that are in charge of particular functions. Although Broca’s region of the brain controls speech production and Wernikie’s area controls speech comprehension, memories are stored in the hippocampus of the brainA person will have amnesia if their hippocampus is damaged as a result of oxygen deprivation (hypoxia), a brain infection (encephalitis), etc. The inability to remember new knowledge after learning it is known as amnesia (memories included). The individual will remember everything that happened up to the moment when their brain (particularly the hippocampal region) was destroyed, but they will quickly forget any new knowledge that occurs after that point. They will be able to play chess as well as they did when they were younger since they learnt the game, but they won’t be able to recall the opponent’s identity.Moreover, since those brain regions are intact and functioning and because they acquired those skills during infancy, they will be able to converse and interpret words, actions, and language properly. Anomia, a kind of aphasia, is characterized by difficulties remembering words, names, and number…After completing the book that his grandpa authored, Rajeev took a big breath. He began to reflect. “Gowthami may have had training in the past, but due to memory loss she was unable to recall these details, and at times she accidentally displayed her talents. She also had trouble remembering her identity and the names of others who were connected to her history".As a patient unexpectedly entered the clinic for treatment, Rajeev put his concerns to the side and continued work-inAs time passed, Gowthami began to have feelings for Rajeev. She sensed his childlike spirit and how he behaved.One day, Rajeev was working when Gowthami started ogling him.Gowthami was smitten with Rajeev. And she started thinking about his attractiveness.The fair sex believed his Teutonic-black hair made him appear like a masculine model. Yet although it was mostly orderly and fluid, it sometimes became a mishandled chaos. He had thin, pointed eyebrows that resembled a crescent moon. He possessed powerful jawbones that quickly fell into angular cheekbones, and he skillfully carried his commanding nose forward. He had a body that was particularly Samson-like for a model. His large, ocean-blue eyes were often glowing with youthful vitality and eagerness. He had Irish eyes that seemed happy and kind. They looked like two diamonds floating in milk. His vibrant personality and courteous approach were adored by many. He had a gruff chuckle, but otherwise his voice was great.“Rajeev, how can I ever stop loving you when you have such a kind heart? Rajeev, please join my life permanently. The past doesn’t matter, and it doesn’t matter that you’re a part of my existence”, Gowthami began to repeat in her head.Rajeev looked in her direction as he saw Gowthami glancing at him.“Gowthami, what are your eyes on? ”Rajeev put out a query.Gowthami overhears Rajeev’s statements and then catches himself looking at her thereafter. She was extremely frightened.When she saw the medication, she immediately saw what he was blending. A thought immediately follows anotherShe enquired, “Can you show me how to treat people?”“Come on, I’ll coach you, but in return” , Rajeev added, “I want your skill”.Gowthami enquired as to how she might help.“Hey, can you teach me how to combat snakes?” pleaded Rajeev.Gowthami claims” I don’t even remember what I did that day, but I’ll still make an effort to instruct you”.While Gowthami inspected the clinic, she saw a room full of all types of books.“Hey Rajeev, it seems that you are a book enthusiast since you have amassed a large number of books,” stated Gowthami.Rajeev stated after taking a glance at his room, “Ha, there are two areas in this room. The first is related to my historical studies on medicine, and the second is about historical fiction. When I have time, I used to go through my father’s books, but because they are primarily written in other languages, I simply put them to the side.”“Could I read them, Rajeev?”“If you want to, you can, but I’m sure you can’t grasp the languages ““Let me have a try.”She walked to the book shelf, perused every book, picked one, and started reading it with no trouble since she was acquainted with the language.Rajeev was astonished to find Gowthami reading the book, but upon realizing that she was doing so because she was fluent in the language, he was even more so.“Could you read them? “ .“I certainly can “Rajeev was astonished when Gowthami flipped up another book. He started to wonder whether she might comprehend languages from long ago.“ Even though my father worked hard to master these languages, he struggles with reading. Gowthami can read it, nevertheless, without difficulty. What was her origin? Perhaps she had a history of deceit. ““Wow, you are pretty excellent” . Gowthami was humbled by Rajeev’s compliments. “can even tell what language they are” “Indeed, Rajeev “ Then Gowthami started outlining The Gupta script, also known as Gupta Brahmi script or Late Brahmi script, which was used to write Sanskrit and is associated with the Gupta Dynasty of India, a period of tremendous religious and scientific achievement, is used to write the language. The Gupta script, which came from Brahmi, was the source of the Rad and Siddha scripts. These scripts subsequently gave rise to several of India’s most important scripts, including Gurmukh for Punjabi, Bengali-Assamese, and Tibetan, and Devanagari, which has been the most popular Sanskrit writing system since the 19th century. “if you could go into more detail,” and Gowthami started talking again. It is sometimes possible to modify any of a variety of Indian alphabetic writing systems, such as the Gupta script, which was created from a northern Indian alphabet be
Then Rajeev turns to Gowthami and asks, “Now that this is your opportunity, can you remember anything about your history?” Gowthami closes her eyes as she tries to remember her history. Yet while she struggled, she felt a headache coming on. She shook her head “My head hurts.” Rajeev is frightened by what she says, so he lets her sleep on the bed and gives her medicine straight immediately. After taking the prescription, Gautami passed unconscious. ...Gowthami was attempting to escape from a person who was pursuing her with his dog while fleeing through a jungle. “ Hey you ,stop right there,” However, she is attempting to elude the guy who is pursuing her from behind. When he saw Gowthami was evading him “Hey, quit making the situation complicated.” “Ho god please help me to get ready of this human “Gowthami remarked Gowthami unsuccessfully attempted to scale a mountain in order to flee, and as a result, fell off the peak. “Aaah “ . Fortunately, she caught a limb of the t
Rajeev is reflecting on his conversation with Gowthami as he sits in his office."Does she share my emotions for her since she didn't stop me from kissing her when I was going to do so, which makes me wonder if she felt the same way. Does she share my love for her because she is acting in the same way toward me?"Rajeev was overjoyed to believe that Gowthami reciprocates his affection. He eventually got him to start thinking. " She had forgotten who she was, and although it's possible that she had a boyfriend in a past life, she may have forgotten about him due to memory loss. "Rajeev whispered to himself, "No, what are you thinking of, stop thinking in this way." Rajeev was encouraged to alter his perspective since, if she had, he would have gone looking for her. However, no one looked for her. Maybe I'm mistaken.He made a choice. But in any event, he had to learn more about her past before continuing. How was it possible fo
While navigating the dark woodland, Gowthami unintentionally came into Rajeev. She collapsed on the ground after losing control of an out-of-control emotional outburst. Rajeev understood and shared her suffering. Nevertheless, he couldn't speak. Gowthami began to sob softly as soon as he discreetly sat down behind her on the ground.It was difficult to make out Gowthami's response above a whisper:"I adore you so much, Rajeev."Rajeev started to listen to her with great interest."My family is no longer important to me; if they really missed me, they would have looked for me, but no one did. I feel as like you are the only thing in my life, and I can only feel love for you in my heart."She turned to face Rajeev, holding his hands steadily."True love is timeless and universal. randomly, in a beat, in one hammering, brilliant second. When I first saw you, I fell in love, and you smiled because you understood. As tightly connected
When they both got home, Ramakrishna was waiting for them, staring at them with awe.Rajeev has only ever known Ramakrishna as a buddy. Ram Krishna arrived at Rajeev's residence, and Rajeev welcomed him."Where were you, dude? For the last three months, I have been seeking for you.""Rajeev, I'm so sorry, but I had to go since I had stuff to do. But when I do those errands, I return to you. Now that I'm free from everything, I can be with my partner forever."Rajeev was aware of Ram Krishna's past, but he stayed mute. Rajeev was holding the hand of the woman as she walked up to him."Who is this girl?" , Rama Krishna wondered"She is your sister in-law."After hearing Rajeev's statements, Rama Krishna immediately opened his eyes in shock and said, "When did this happen?"Gowthami was exhausted, so just come in and relax, Rajeev murmured, turning to face her." I want to go with my friend since I have some things
Rajeev's thoughts turned to Ram's early years. Ram and Rajeev were close companions because they came from similar backgrounds. When Ram was 15 years old, his mother Saanvi abandoned him, leaving Ram to be raised solely by Rajeev's grandmother.Vedhika, Rajeev's grandmother, was working at their home. Unexpectedly, a man walked up to her."Ma'am, it has been some time. The way are you? I'm hoping everything is fine."Vedhika was startled when she first encountered the man, and he felt enraged upon seeing the man."You betrayal, here you come again! You're behaving quite impolitely. Please come back before I kill you.""I apologized sincerely for all I had done before. I came over just now to see my kid. Please allow me to take him back with me".Vedika asked sternly, "If so, do you still remember your child. You are acting indecently by prioritizing getting your child over taking care of your wife's final needs."
Rajeev's grandma also died away over time. Ram and Rajeev lived together in the same house. As the years passed, Ram's father gradually stopped visiting him. Ram supported Rajeev while he was obtaining his medical degree. Ram, a talented swordsman, learned some medical knowledge from Rajeev. Rajeev used to get medical assistance from Ram. They both had content, successful lives. One day, Rama's father sends him a letter informing him of his impending death and requesting one more moment with him. Before making a permanent return, Ram first talks with his father to settle their problems without speaking to Rajeev. Ram's discovery of his family after learning about his father makes Rajeev happy.Rajeev questions Ram about his actions during the last three months.Rajeev received an apology from Ram for walking away silently.“ My father sent me a letter before he left asking for one more chance to speak with his son. I inquired more to see if he wa
"Rajeev sir," Radha remarked, adding that she had to go since she was finished with her duties and her husband was expected home this evening." I would arrive the next morning.""Ok.""Today's sky is quite gloomy, and tonight might bring torrential downpour Before retiring to bed, Gowthami covers the windows to stop water from dripping into your bed.""I'm going to lock the openings before stepping into, all right, aunty."After giving them the instructions, Radha departed.since Gowthami was driven home by Rajeev. Radha used to spend the nights in Rajeev's home with Gowthami in order to prevent the inhabitants from criticizing Rajeev's activities. Additionally, every three months, Radha's ex-city worker husband spends a week in the hamlet before going back to the city. Radha went to her house since her husband was returning after a three-month absence.Gowthami and Rajeev returned to their mattresses to sleep. A strong
As they ascended the steps, Ambika’s gaze lingered on Gowthami, her worry evident in the way she furrowed her brow. She gently called out, “Gowthami, come with me, dear. You need to rest.” Her tone was full of maternal concern, a softness that only grew deeper as she watched her daughter-in-law’s tired face. Rajeev, already attuned to his wife’s needs, had his arm wrapped around Gowthami, offering her support as they made their way up the stairs. “I’ll help her, Amma,” he said, his voice filled with quiet determination. He had been watching Gowthami closely, noticing how she had grown weaker throughout the evening. He wasn’t going to let her push herself any further. Gnapika, still holding her mother’s hand, glanced back at Gowthami too, her earlier anger fading as concern took over. Though she had her own frustrations with the family, seeing her sister-in-law unwell softened her heart. She stepped aside to let Rajeev guide Gowthami closer t
As everyone settled into the hall, the air grew thick with tension. Gurdeep, who had been silently observing, finally turned his gaze toward Rudra, his voice steady but sharp. “Where have you been all these years, Rudra?” he asked, his tone carrying the weight of years of unanswered questions. “Did you ever stop to think about Rajeev? You had another child, but how could you leave your son behind? What kind of parents do that?” His words hung heavily in the room, and then Gurdeep’s focus shifted to Ambika. His eyes were filled with disbelief and hurt. “And you, Ambika,” he said, his voice tinged with accusation. “How could you leave Rajeev? What kind of mother abandons her own child? How could you have turned your back on him like that?” The room was silent, the weight of Gurdeep's words pressing on everyone. Before Ambika or Rudra could speak, Gnapika, who had been sitting quietly until then, suddenly stood up, her face flushed with anger.
Before Rudra could respond, Abhi stepped in again, sensing the tension in the air. "It’s a long story, Dad," he said gently but firmly. "Once we get inside, I promise we’ll explain everything. But right now, Gowthami needs some rest." The concern in Gurdeep’s eyes immediately shifted to Gowthami, who was still leaning heavily on Rajeev. The worry lines on his face deepened as he took in her pale complexion. His fatherly instincts kicked in, overriding all other emotions. "You’re right," he said, his voice softening. "She needs to rest." He turned to Uma, his expression one of urgency and care. "Take her inside, Uma," he instructed, his voice firm yet gentle. "Make sure she’s comfortable." Uma nodded, still teary-eyed but focused on the task at hand. She moved quickly to Gowthami’s side, taking her other arm to support her. "Come, dear," Uma said softly, guiding her toward the
Nand was still lost in his thoughts, distracted by Venya's unexpected reaction and the complex emotions swirling around him. He didn’t even notice Gurdeep and Uma standing nearby, their faces frozen in a mixture of shock and overwhelming joy. They had been rendered speechless by the sight of Rudra, a man they had thought dead for 15 long years. Their hearts raced with a thousand questions, desperate to know how he had survived, where he had been, and why he had stayed away for so long. Just as they were about to speak, another car pulled up to the mansion, drawing everyone's attention. Rajeev swiftly stepped out and rushed to open the door, helping Gowthami and Ambika out. The moment Uma and Gurdeep saw Ambika, their eyes widened in disbelief. It was as if time had stood still, freezing this moment in their memories forever. Tears welled up in their eyes and began to spill over as they struggled to comprehend what they were seeing. The woman they had mourned, be
As Gnapika stepped out of the car and caught sight of Venya, she leaned closer to Nand, her voice barely a whisper. "Is she the girl you mentioned? Is she Venya, your girlfriend?" Nand smiled softly, nodding. "Yes, that's Venya," he whispered back, his tone filled with affection. Gnapika smiled warmly, her eyes scanning Venya with genuine admiration. "She's beautiful," she remarked, her words carrying a sincere appreciation. But as Venya observed them from a distance, her happiness quickly morphed into suspicion and then to a simmering anger. The sight of Nand leaning in close to this unknown, beautiful girl, whispering and laughing together, gnawed at her. The way they seemed so familiar with each other felt like a betrayal, even though she didn’t know the context. Her heart ached, and her mind was flooded with irrational fears—fears that she might lose Nand to this mysterious girl who seemed so comfortable in his presence.
As the clock struck 7 PM, the Rajeev mansion sparkled in the glow of countless lights, its lavish decorations turning it into a palace of festivity. The air was filled with anticipation as three luxury cars pulled up to the grand entrance, each one gleaming under the soft evening lights. Abhi and Ram, standing near the gate, exchanged a satisfied glance. They knew their hard work had paid off, and the sight of the beautifully adorned mansion filled them with pride. Sashi, standing beside Abhi, smiled warmly at her husband. “You really did a great job, Abhi. Ambika and Gnapika will be thrilled when they see this.” Abhi, pleased with her praise, nodded. “Let’s hope they like the surprise. It’s all for them.” In the second car, Ambika cradled Gowthami in her arms, her eyes growing misty as she took in the sight of the home she had missed for so long. The mansion looked more beautiful than ever, and she felt a deep sense of
As they stepped into the hall, the scene before them was one of bustling activity. Veer was at the center of it all, energetically directing the workers as they adorned the mansion with an array of vibrant flowers, intricate lights, and elegant drapery. Every corner of the house seemed to come alive with color and warmth, transforming the space into a grand celebration. Uma and Gurdeep exchanged a look of bemusement, letting out deep breaths as they took in the flurry of preparations. It wasn’t hard to guess who was behind all this. With a small smile tugging at her lips, Uma remarked, “This has Abhi’s fingerprints all over it. What on earth is that boy planning now?” Gurdeep nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the extravagant decorations. “He only called us to say that the house needed to be decorated beautifully for when they return. And he mentioned something about a huge surprise waiting for us all.” There was a hint of curi
Gnapika, observing her mother in a way she had never seen before, felt a swell of joy. Ambika’s playful teasing with Rudra, a stark contrast to the somber woman she had grown accustomed to, was a heartwarming sight. The burdens of the past seemed to melt away as Ambika’s laughter and lightness returned, a sign of her rediscovered self. Gnapika realized that amidst their trials, the reunion with their family had rekindled her mother’s spirit. Rajeev, too, was filled with profound happiness. Watching his parents together, he felt a deep sense of fulfillment. His gaze drifted to Gowthami, and he reflected on how her presence had brought about this transformation. It was through her that he had found his father, Rudra, and subsequently, the path to his own family. Their honeymoon trip, initially intended as a simple getaway, had led them to the martial arts school where he discovered his sister. This journey, sparked by Gowthami’s insistence on exploring her in
Rajeev’s voice rang with unwavering determination as he stepped forward, his eyes blazing with resolve. “I will do everything in my power to find them, Gowthami. I will keep you safe, and I won’t rest until your family is reunited.” The weight of his words hung in the air, his promise as solid as the ground they stood on. Ram, who had been standing quietly beside him, felt a surge of protective instinct. He regarded Gowthami not just as his sister-in-law, but as a mother in his heart, someone he was bound to protect. With equal resolve, he declared, “If anyone tries to harm this family, they’ll have to go through me first. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep us all safe.” Gowthami felt a deep well of emotion rise within her. Ram had always been more than just a brother-in-law; she had come to see him as her eldest son, a role he embraced with the same love and respect. Hearing him speak with such fierce loyalty brought tears to her eyes, but she quickly b