(For personal reasons, the details of the kind of surgery are not revealed here. The objective of this is just to understand, in albeit a lighter vein what transpired, my thoughts and take on the whole episode)
Day Minus 1 – Thursday – 4th Apr
I call this the Day Minus 1, because it was the day before I got admitted, quite oblivious to what was to follow. Are we really prepared for the knocks or in retrospect the hammers that life deals us? I doubt it. In the labyrinth of our daily emotions, our chores and routines, they get slotted as ‘will face it when it happens’.
It’s not every day one gets to undergo a major surgery, so like every milestone one celebrates, the girls (my besties) decided to usher it in for me sinfully, or rather through the only sins we know! With shopping at Rangachari and binging on Zucchini fries at Soul Garden amidst youngsters trying to blend in but sorely sticking out. In retrospect I am thankful for the Zucchini Fries, for it was that, the thoughts of its mouth-watering crispy exteriors and the zing of the cheesy dip and the mindless sounds of laughter that penetrated my psyche to remain there, just gently below the surface, reminding me that I am not alone. Its these that got me through what would go on to be my ‘driest’ days. It’s very important to create happy memories of good times, for they serve as happy spots to rest on when pain erodes hope like sandpaper on a wall, the dusts of yester-years float being momentarily visible in the sun’s rays before settling in a dark corner or being swept out.
(To be continued.....)