Dr. Anirban Gozi

  A few years back, one day, my elder brother called me and said there was some issue with my nephew. They were unable to make out what the problem was.  So, they wanted me to go there and stay for some days. As I am the closest to my little nephew, they thought he would share his problems with me. After I went there, I found out that my nephew was sitting alone in his room. I entered and asked what the matter was, but he did not answer. I tried talking to him but of no use. All of us were tensed as my nephew was only 5 years old, and he was not behaving like a little kid anymore. We decided to take medical support. So, my brother searched for the  best child psychiatrist inKolkata , and we took him there. The doctor started talking to the little one in such a way that my nephew started replying immediately. After listening to his condition from us, the doctor told us to wait outside as he wanted to talk to my nephew alone. After some time, he called us inside and informed that some ch

My friend is an IT employee. Once while coming back from the office in the evening, her cab met an accident, and she got admitted to the hospital.  Luckily she had minor scratches as she was sitting in the back seat. But, she saw a colleague of hers dying in front of her as he was sitting beside the driver. Even the driver got a number of injuries. The death of her colleague traumatized my friend. Whenever she would go out of her house and take a cab, she would be afraid and would have panic attacks. I told her about the  bestpsychiatrist doctor in Kolkata   who helped me once when I was in need of help regarding my mental health. At first, she was not at all ready for it. But I understood that consulting a psychiatrist was essential as whenever she would go out, after some time, she would sweat, feel choked, tremble out of fear and what not. Even at home, sometimes she would get panic attacks whenever she would think of the accident and the death of her colleague. Finally, I convinced

A year back, when the pandemic broke, I got stuck in Bangalore, whereas my wife stayed in Kolkata with my parents. We got married 3 years back, and we were planning for a kid when the situation arrived. I tried hard to go back home but failed each time because of the lockdown.  My wife was managing everything alone there as my parents are quite old. She even lost her job. I was not there to support her, and the work from home concept had taken all the time that I used to give her previously. But I had no idea that the gap of 6 months would change so many things between us. After I came back home, I realized that nothing was the same as before. The trauma of living without me and losing the job at the same time had made her a different person. She was least interested in talking to me. Yes, she did everything to keep my home safe and happy, but she had learned to live without me. I was unable to make her understand my point of view. The communication gap and lack of time for each other