An unexpectedly slow note was hit during the middle of the week till Friday and was bedridden due to fever that knocked me off the perch. The bed remained the only solace for me and realized how I lost my stamina. Just imagine the drop in body temperature that pushed me to spend time lying down, sleeping and slurping on hot water in the humid season.
I hate falling sick and it sucks. You don’t want to get up from the bed and feels like an invisible power sucking you to sleep. Tossing from left to right and hanging on a tiny thread of hope coupled with the worry and mind constantly harping on how to finish off work since was extremely weak, between having soup for lunch and cutting off from Netflix. Ultimately, at the end of the day, I wrapped up stuff like a monster on Thursday evening. Gibberish thoughts that come closer to hallucination…no but just kidding. Fever made me lie awake on the bed after skipping the food and up to the lark at 2.30 a.m but hoping that med and fever would put me to sleep again but didn’t work. After all, I had no choice but stay wide awake and the worst thing is couldn’t buckle the mind to read books.
The major fuck up is the hot weather temperature and the cold body temperature, two extremities that delete the possibility of putting on the fan and getting up to pour warm drinking water from the kitchen. It’s quite an effort and near death experiment. Thankfully, I was able to venture out for a short while today and came home, catching Dating Around on Netflix and now writing this post in the middle of the night for this simple reason that sleep is eluding me. I am still feeling bout of weakness but shall weather the storm.
Today, been a mixed bag of good news and bad news. In the morning, I was tagged on Facebook and debuted on the web platform of Planet Marathi, a curated hub for everything Marathi, right from films to cuisine and theatre or culture. I write on digital media being the future of Marathi cinema and sitcoms. More on that later and do follow the link here.
The landline just rang post midnight and when it happened, one can sense 99 percent chance of bad news which is an unwritten rule among many Indian families. We just received the horrible news that a close aunt who was ailing for quite some time with several complications has passed away at the hospital. And to think, I visited her last week and she regaled me with several tales. Do pray for the gentle soul in her last voyage.