Final adieu..

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That final adieu was painful and yet I tried to forget everything but life without him was hard. In those days when I was depressed, my father encouraged me to take some decision.

I tried again and this time I was successful for once I took freedom from past and future also, I found solace in life.

 


Written for  Three Line Tales, Week 136

Wisdom tooth extraction means

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After the extraction of my wisdom tooth, I’m doing good and feeling well but yesterday my harmless playful act of throwing some drops of water on face of my younger sister was enough for her to conclude that during the process of tooth extraction, I’ve also lost my wisdom.

It so happened that in this past week, I was feeling that the tooth at the end of my upper right jaw had gone sharp at its edges and while chewing food, its sharpness was creating pain in my mouth.

On examning, my dentist told me that due to decay the tooth was in really bad shape and removing it would be the best option.

Sitting there on a doctor’s chair, I was in shock. The mere word of ‘extraction’ created a picture of injection in my mind.

My prior experience of watching tooth extraction of my mother was making me nervous but my dentist was kind enough to remind me that I would feel no pain during the process and after preparing myself for a day, I went for the treatment in the evening.

On our way to a doctor, my parents kept on sharing their own experiences with me. My father never forget to remind me that dentist before using injection, applied some kind of spray in his mouth which didn’t allow him to feel any kind of injection pain.

Dentist never used any spray for me and what I experienced during the process of having two shots in my mouth was a pinching sensation and afterwards complete numbness.

When I received my first shot, my mother who herself was looking afraid asked me if I was doing well and in response I gave her a smile but after receiving second shot of dental anesthetic, I kept on shivering with shock for ten to minutes in waiting room.

Now that the area around my ‘tooth to be extracted’ was completely numb, I didn’t experience any pain but lots of pressure on my jaw, I could hear the sound of different tools working to lose my tooth in its socket.

The view of two dental assistants looking alert while surrounding me made me uneasy for a while. The whole process took some minutes but as I experienced lots of pressure, I thought it was way too long.

All’s well that ends well.

Prior to my visit to a dentist, I’ve this view about dentists that I considered them heartless in their act of using sharp needles in patients mouth but my views were largely based upon second hand experiences and on getting first hand experience, I would say that dentists are not that much scary.

Going back to the incident which I mentioned in the start, my sister was angry because she didn’t like the way I threw water on her and in her anger thought I’ve also lost my wisdom with my wisdom tooth.

I didn’t mind her conclusion because I’ve understand the meaning of the term which I read in my literature class.

‘Rite of passage’ marks an important event which can change the direction of entire course of life. After getting free of my wisdom tooth, I’m once again enjoying eating my food. Brushing teeth is no more an issue.

My sister is angry but I’m happy because wisdom tooth extraction has proved ‘rite of passage’ for me.

A letter from past

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August 10, 1983

My dearest daughter Amanda,

Hope you and your mother will be doing good and summer would have subsided there. It’s also possible that it would be raining and you out of your habit will be taking a shower and playing in rain.

I miss you a lot especially the way you used to get angry with me and your small words, I miss everything.

I know you can’t write now but can ask your mother to sometimes write letters to me.

Ok my love

Lots of prayers and love for you and your mother and don’t forget grandpa loves you.

 

 

 

Daily Prompt: Study

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Reading literature is fun but studying it for exams can sometimes be tough. That being said, I admit I need to prepare for my paper of Novel.

To the lighthouse by Virginia Woolf is an easy read but preparing its underlying themes is a lengthy process.

There’s this theme of “relation of art to life” that makes me think of writing process which I feel is similar to the “pangs of creation” which an artist feels for his painting. Woolf through her character of Liliy Briscoe has depicted this fact that in order to create, artist needs to connect with life.

And that makes me think that in writing too, a relaxed mind and a heart free of any ill-feelings can create wonders on paper.

via Daily Prompt: Study

Some random thoughts

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When the mother board of my touch screen mobile phone got corrupted, I lived months without mobile and I’ve lived without social media and believe me, I’m very much alive.

It’s been more than a year that I made my last tweet on Twitter and today when my blog got published on a newspaper website, I thought to share the link on my twitter account but I was totally blanked how to tweet.

Social media and mobile devices help us in making connection but at times life seem easy and free in their absence.

Well, these days I have this old mobile phone with buttons to make call. Right now when it’s fulfilling my basic needs of receiving and making calls, I’m happy and contended.

Flu and Sinusitis

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Suffering from seasonal flu is one thing but experiencing resultant sinusitis issue is completely different thing.

It’s been a long time that I was suffering from this issue but didn’t consult doctor thinkig it a petty issue, I never took it seriously but recently the problem started to hinder with my daily routine chores.

Sinusitis got so severe that while sitting in moving car, I experienced an urge to throw up. Some smells of food and perfume started to create similar type of effect.

On visiting doctor, he not only recommended me some antibiotics but also prescribed me a course of some allergic medicines to be taken for atleast five to six months.

Now, it’s important to note that in normal circumstances, symptoms of sinusitis go away within seven to ten days but in case if it persits beyond ten days then it is better to see doctor.

For no specific reason I was putting it off and taking painkiller at home, I was trying to treat it myself but I was wrong for the issue of sinusitis with facial pain, nasal discharge and cough is serious and must be treated properly.

It should be noted that inflammation of sinuses can be due to allergies, bacteria or a virus. In order to avoid contracting this disease it’s necessary to avoid allergens.

Steam inhalation, hydration and taking rest are some of the best practices to be practiced but more than anything else it’s better to stay away from people with cold and respiratory infections and in case if you need to get in contact with them it’s good hygenic routine to wash your hands frequently.

Right now when I’m on medicines, my mind is not fresh but I’m feeling better.

I’m hoping to get rid of this sinusitis issue soon 🙂

New year with new hopes

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It’s new year with fresh beginning in new home. I like this change in my environment for in the abscence of any kind of traffic noise, this place seems more comfortable to me.

It’s nine thirty in the morning. I’m sitting in my lounge and while writing, I can hear the sweet notes of birds that are chirping outside.

It’s cold and the sky is not yet clear for the sun to appear.

I’m happy that this change in my environment has once again ignited flames of creativity in my mind.

If you’re also one who in this previous year didn’t remain much creative or if you’re one who for some reason remained down in dumps then you should not lose hope in this new year for life is generous in giving us this one more chance in the form of time.

Once agin we’ve this year to rectify our mistakes, once again we’ve time to hone our skills and once again we’re offered with time to express our gratitude for all the blessings in life.

Wishing you all a creative and blessed new year. May this year brings lots of happiness for everyone.

Glad to have routine in life

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It’s seven in the morning and sitting at my favorite spot in drawing room, I’m thinking that at times it feels good to get back in routine.

There are school going kids at home and it’s my duty to make breakfast and lunch for them but with the extra holiday on Friday, this weekend was quite relaxed, it was a long weekend. Somehow, I got relaxed too and on Sunday I woke up round eight thirty in the morning which for me was quite late.

Getting relax on weekend feels good but after spending some time in laziness, it feels equally good to get back in routine on Monday.

This space in drawing room is my favorite, it’s quite secluded from rest of home and the thing which I like most about it is a clear view of sky from window here. On the other side of street, there are shades of dull winter sun on the front wall of double story home. It’s been more than two hours that sun is up, yet, I’m not able to see shimmer of yellow rays on the familiar tree upon which I observed the effect of early morning sun a month ago.

Perhaps in sky above the winter sun is still busy yawning.

Life feels joyous when we get chance to take a breath outside the monotony of daily routine but there also exist beauty in systematic life. Nature with all its grandeur is a manifestation of this very fact of life.

This morning when my alarm went off at five forty five, I was reluctant to leave the bed and lying under my warm blanket, I was doing nothing but was busy killing time when I heard the sweet melody of little black sparrow outside window of my room.

Now, the windows of the house located on the back of my home have some space on their outer ledges which this bird has intelligently used for its living. It won’t care for Sunday or Monday, for the bird is an early riser. This morning hearing its sweet melodious sound made me embarrassed, I thought if a bird can wakes up this early than why can’t I.

Today, I’m feeling good getting back in routine. I’m happy to wake up early in morning. I’m pretty sure this is going to leave positive effect on my mood this day.

Well, for me routine is good. Do you feel the same for yourself?

Just be happy..

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Somewhere on internent, I read this quote which states that if a person searches for some kind of reason to be happy than there’s a chance that he finds none that’s why it’s better to be happy without any specific reason in life.

Reading this left such an impact on my mood yesterday that while doing house chores of washing dishes and arranging things, I kept on singing different songs.

I didn’t notice myself but probably I was smiling way too much that my younger sister who’s in her final year of medicine due to her natural “doctoral instinct” can’t help noticing my condition and looking worried asked me if I was doing well.

Well, yes I’m good and I’m feeling way better for I’ve learned that happiness is not something to be looked for, it’s a thing which can be successfuly attracted in life.

I very much like to relate my feelings of happiness for the two new books which I’ve read in this past week. Interestingly, Farenhite 451 and the boy in stripped pyjamas were both devoid of feelings of any kind of happiness.

The boy in stripped pyjamas was dark while Farenhite 451 with the protagonist’s ominous job of burning book was horrible.

Nonetheless, I was happy and felt satisfied after going through such gems of thoughts by great writers in literature.

It’s one in the evening and while I’m writing this, I can hear sparrows are busy singing their merry songs outside. This November has proved itself to be foggy and smoggy and instead of showing their displeasure, sparrows are busy in composing this new song for a day.

Maybe this movie quote from Abraham Lincoln and Vampire Hunter is not directly related to this post but I feel that the realization of the importance of a moment will lead to the better understanding of life and thus to the fact that happiness is not something to be looked for rather it’s a thing which can be attracted and creates magic in life.

This quote from the movie is my all time favorite

“Days are swift as an Indian Arrow

Flying like a shooting star.

The present day is here,

and slide away in haste.

that we can never say is ours,

but only say, Is passed.”

 

An old kitchen tray…

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Recently, I’ve been thinking about the presence of some old things in my home. There’s this silver ladel of my great grandmother on which the year 1941 is inscribed.

There are also some old pictures which are hanging on the walls of my home but my association with this tray in kitchen is different.

With made in England inscription on its backside, the tray is more than thirty years old. It is a long time but the colors of this village looking scene are still bright.

In these past thirty years the tray along with other things in my home made frequent travels with us. First we were living abroad then here in this city we moved quite a lot. During this time when most of the things lost their strength this tray along with a picture hanging on the wall of my lounge retained their vigour.

My association with this tray is different.

For me it’s a reminisence of my carefree time. As a child I would look at the scenery and would think about the presence of people inside the homes. I very much liked to think about what was happening in those homes, I would imagine the presence of rooms with beds and kitchen inside.

There’s lot of work going on in this picture, as rooster and hens are busy in eating so do men and woman are busy in their work for living.

I admit, I have almost neglected this tray for some new trays have replaced it and it’s not in use much unless we have to place some ten to fifteen cups on it which is not a usual occurrence but yesterday when I was reading ode on a gracian urn by John Keats, I thought about the scenery on this tray.

Keats’s in his poetry asserts that art is permanent while human life is mortal. In his poem, the beautiful image of a boy playing music for his lover remains unchanged on urn and so does this scene of village on this tray in my home.

These days the tray is not much in use and for the sake of taking this picture, I scrubbed it hard. There were some tea stains and once they were removed, I hold it in front of my eyes and looked at the busy people in scene.

In these past years lot has been changed in my life. I’ve lost some people who were closed to me. Though, in their lives I didn’t realized their importance but once they were gone I understood the importance of relations in life.

From all good and bad experiences of my life, I’ve learned that though life is about work and struggle but at the end of the day we can’t ignore our loved ones. This is what this picture tells me for I can assume that during the day men and women remained busy doing their work and once on getting back home they’ll find relief in the company of their loved ones…

Before we’re able to understand the importance of people in our lives, sometimes life ends. There’s nothing more beautiful than to end my post with these beautiful words of Valadimir Nabokov, he writes

“The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.”

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