I never knew that middle age will bring so many problems.
Somewhere I read the original life-span of man was only twenty years. May be it is true. By the time you are forty, most of your organs will be in bad shape. So god is telling us. See your situation is not good at all. How long do you want to drag on?
Start from feet. By the noon time, I will be painfully aware of their existence. I have to drag them instead of them carrying me. And eyes. Leave threading the needle, I have to increase the font in Internet explorer to large. I have to pester my collegues to install new softwares which will allow me to see larger fonts than stupid telnet. If there are small wiggling things in rava, I can not see them at all. Of course I can ware glasses which are so meaningfully called chaalish in Hindi. But put on the glasses when reading, remove them when walking, put it on again and forget it somewhere. Is very tiresome. So no glasses unless I HAVE to stitch something.
Then stomach. I eat normal vegetarian breakfast. By 11:30 I am terribly hungry. I eat my lunch which is normal food. But soon after I feel my stomach is swelling with gas. I can not starve either you see. Then my hair. I dye my hair after almost everyone asks me to because they can not bear to see me looking like 55 year old. One week after dying, again I will start getting grey hairs all over and again start looking like a naani or daadi or whatever.
With ocular system 50% working, digestion system all garbled up, locomotory (Am I using the right word?) system in very bad condition, I think only thing which is working is brain. Or is it my illusion?
See I can not drown this sorrow in wine or cigerette being a good indian woman. Only thing I can do is swallow this hurt with some fried sev or other such things. That is where I am going now.
Somewhere I read the original life-span of man was only twenty years. May be it is true. By the time you are forty, most of your organs will be in bad shape. So god is telling us. See your situation is not good at all. How long do you want to drag on?
Start from feet. By the noon time, I will be painfully aware of their existence. I have to drag them instead of them carrying me. And eyes. Leave threading the needle, I have to increase the font in Internet explorer to large. I have to pester my collegues to install new softwares which will allow me to see larger fonts than stupid telnet. If there are small wiggling things in rava, I can not see them at all. Of course I can ware glasses which are so meaningfully called chaalish in Hindi. But put on the glasses when reading, remove them when walking, put it on again and forget it somewhere. Is very tiresome. So no glasses unless I HAVE to stitch something.
Then stomach. I eat normal vegetarian breakfast. By 11:30 I am terribly hungry. I eat my lunch which is normal food. But soon after I feel my stomach is swelling with gas. I can not starve either you see. Then my hair. I dye my hair after almost everyone asks me to because they can not bear to see me looking like 55 year old. One week after dying, again I will start getting grey hairs all over and again start looking like a naani or daadi or whatever.
With ocular system 50% working, digestion system all garbled up, locomotory (Am I using the right word?) system in very bad condition, I think only thing which is working is brain. Or is it my illusion?
See I can not drown this sorrow in wine or cigerette being a good indian woman. Only thing I can do is swallow this hurt with some fried sev or other such things. That is where I am going now.
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