Tuesday was the fateful day when I finally got operated. I wasn't apprehensive, as I have seen many operations and surgeries before but there was an element of surprise as I wasn't aware about the procedure.
After waiting for almost 1.5 hour I was taken to the OT and put under the gaze of high beam yellow lights. I dunno for how long I was there but it seemed like an eternity to me.
When i came out, my vision was blurred and my Dad gave me my precious Rayban sunglasses to cover my eyes :P. Well in the time of need, my aviators were practically uselss.
It was pretty hazy that day, lot of pain and headache with continuous watering. On top of it, a dark room, with no Tv, no books and no Laptop..argghh!!!
For someone like me who believes in multitasking and doing 100 things a day, sitting idle was a curse. So i slept, slept and slept for hours. (it gave me a backache for sure).
Next day was almost similar except that I was visited by a few relatives. Well I won't be ungrateful and say that why the hell they came and bitched about their daughter-in laws when the main purpose of the visit was to inquire about my well being. So 3 hours of constant bickering gave me nothing but a severe headache and jaw ache (from constant smiling) and neck ache ( from constant nodding).
I thought I will go crazy. Two days of doing nothing was bad enough, so I went totally bezserk and saw two Pierce Brosnan movies back to back that resulted in a headache again. (btw I saw Laws of Attraction and The Thomas Crown Affair).
I spent the third day wallowing in self pity coz of some bad dream. I looked like a miniature version of Sabrina from Hell. I cudn't stop crying and as a result i had a tiff with my brother which resulted in more crying. I was irritable as hell and just felt like killing someone.
So today was the fourth day. I had got up with swollen eyes and a bad headache. I didn't talk to anyone since morning and was as irritable as I was yesterday. I finally got my laptop back and came online.
11 more days to go before my so called house arrest would be over. When would I be able to wash my face and look like Sabrina from Heaven.When would I be able to go out in the Sun and work again. When will I be happy again..till then its me and my dark room (I have been asked not to watch TV by my mom, I didnt know she had a strict bone in her body)
Just to add, I hate my cell phone too. My doc said that I can resume watching Tv and other activities within limits. (he forgot to define those limits :P). I do realise what a bad patient I have been.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Music to my ears!
I was cleaning my room yesterday (my mom was shell shocked :P) and found my guitar lying on the top of my almira.
I tried to play wat i learnt around an yr back but couldn't. I just remembered some chords and 1-2 songs but nothing substantial. I blame my lack of practise for that.
When i bought the guitar, the only song i was interested in learning was Mora Saiyaan from Fuzon. After a few classes, Sahib agreed to teach me (coz of my persistent bickering). It was tough, but amazing.
I remember when I was in college, I used to lay awake for hours at night and listened to this song over n over again. There are songs like these that hook you up and you go crazy listening to them.
Another such song was Saiyaan by Kailash Kher. A sheer coincidence was that whenever it rained they used to play this song on the radio.
Radio had its own charm during my college days. As we didn't have access to net and i hardly watched tv, the only source of entertainment was Radio.
104.8Fm was particularly my fav for its show "Between the Sheets". I liked the station coz of its no-nonsense approach. The show was all about picking up a sensitive/personal topic and discussing it. I never called but loved hearing so many people shared different views.
Sunday morning @11am there was a show on 104.8 that used to play only old hindi songs. I am a sucker for old hindi bollywood songs.
"Wicked Hour" @1am on 102.6 Fm is again one of my favourites. They play everything from Classic Rock to Alternative to Pop to Country. And they still take messages from the listeners, though sms'es have replaced letters.
There are days when you feel nostalgic about those good'ol days when life was so simple and laid back. When you could do all those small, silly things.
Pheww!! The moral of the story is "Don't clean your room or you will risk your memory coming back" :P
I tried to play wat i learnt around an yr back but couldn't. I just remembered some chords and 1-2 songs but nothing substantial. I blame my lack of practise for that.
When i bought the guitar, the only song i was interested in learning was Mora Saiyaan from Fuzon. After a few classes, Sahib agreed to teach me (coz of my persistent bickering). It was tough, but amazing.
I remember when I was in college, I used to lay awake for hours at night and listened to this song over n over again. There are songs like these that hook you up and you go crazy listening to them.
Another such song was Saiyaan by Kailash Kher. A sheer coincidence was that whenever it rained they used to play this song on the radio.
Radio had its own charm during my college days. As we didn't have access to net and i hardly watched tv, the only source of entertainment was Radio.
104.8Fm was particularly my fav for its show "Between the Sheets". I liked the station coz of its no-nonsense approach. The show was all about picking up a sensitive/personal topic and discussing it. I never called but loved hearing so many people shared different views.
Sunday morning @11am there was a show on 104.8 that used to play only old hindi songs. I am a sucker for old hindi bollywood songs.
"Wicked Hour" @1am on 102.6 Fm is again one of my favourites. They play everything from Classic Rock to Alternative to Pop to Country. And they still take messages from the listeners, though sms'es have replaced letters.
There are days when you feel nostalgic about those good'ol days when life was so simple and laid back. When you could do all those small, silly things.
Pheww!! The moral of the story is "Don't clean your room or you will risk your memory coming back" :P
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