Wednesday, April 09, 2008

The fear of ...


After 2-3 weeks of running errands and a packed schedule in office and in personal life, I thought this weekend would be the right time to unwind, put my hands behind my head and lift my legs up.

This is not the first time that this thought has come to my mind and this is not the first time that I fell sick just when I wanted to sit and relax.

Since childhood, I had always feared falling sick. Taking medicines or having an injection is all ok.
But having to lie down on the bed, not knowing what is happening inside my body worries me.

I have been living alone for the past 7 years. Everytime I had fallen sick, as long as I was in India, I would just go and stay with my parents or some relatives. It gives a comfort feeling.


After all, this is just a viral fever. But if you look at me now, you might think he has been bitten by some alien. I am afraid. It shows up in my face, it shows up in my body language. I have never been able to tell myself "this is ok".

Thankfully, long time friends who know this "weakness" in me have made sure to make me feel at ease. E-mails, Phone calls, home made food, personal visits amidst their tight schedule and making sure I spend more time on bed than staying online.

You are wonderful! Thanks

2 comments:

Ekta said...

aah..well as they say...sometimes ur worst fears do become a reality!

cva said...

Ekta:

You are right! Its only when I think what if I wake up late tomorrow, I wake up late and show up late for the meetings :(

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