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Unbreakable

“When was the last time you were ill?”

My friend recently pointed out that to me when I contracted acute follicular tonsillitis and adenoid hypertrohy. The disease was such that leave alone swallow, I could hardly open my mouth to speak lest it should get more dry.
I incurred these infections exactly 1 day after I was cured of the food poisoning I was suffering from which occured just after my severe cough and cold got bored of me.

So, my friend’s question reminded me of the last time I had seriously taken to the bed, some 2 and a half years back when I pulled my back which happened some 4 years after I suffered from viral fever.

Thats about it. :) Pretty healthy I am. Even common cold takes around one and half years to catch up with me.

So, that was my life’s FIRST TONSILLITIS and I was away from home, maternal care and healthy home cooked food.

Though my friend says that I don’t qualify to be called gifted but I maintain I am unbreakable.

Good health to me.
Amen!

Lost the touch

A lot of time has passed since I visited here, and so much tangible and untangible has changed. But then that happens to all and always, time does ensure that.

Few days back I took a rickshaw to someplace nearby and forgot my 1 GB data drive in that rick. While alighting out of the rick I realized what happened but ..
Funny! how that moment feels when you know you have left somehing behind and the all you have to do is grab to it and bring back your life, the way it was. Still funnier, how you just let it go. the way it slips
The dynamics and physics of such moments are different altogether.
Probably, they should be investigated more. But, I know those particular 1 seconds stretch like elastics of time but are slippery as eel. You realize what is happening but the matter-time composition of your surroundings melt in a way that it freezes.

Hmm…, but the good thing was I got my data drive back. On the way back to home; an hour later, some other rick, some other guy but by some happy co-incidence this driver (regular of the area nearby my residence) decides to keep that strange thing that Madam forgot with himself, so that enquiries yield results.
My data drive is very valuable to me.

But the story does not end here. I realized that I have lost it. The ability to be really sad and the ability to be really happy.
All that I felt during the episode were the problems I would be facing without my drive or the problems I would be facing to retrieve it. Though, you would hardly get attached emotionally to a data drive but loss of all the precious data should do more to you than just feeling bad about the whole thing.
I guess feeling bad was the only good thing that happened.

Probably, I have grown up, things have stopped affecting me.