Saathiya

Absent minded.

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As age catches up with me,I tend to forget where I have kept things.I meet people on the road & wonder why they look familiar.I realise later when it strikes me that they were friends.I am going from bad to worse, in remembering anything & everything.

Last year,one day ,the phone rang.It was my dad.He said ," Happy Anniversary."I suddenly realised that I had forgotten that it was my wedding anniversary that day.In fact ,I would like to forget that I ever got married .But then, there are people, who take pleasure in reminding you of aches & pains in life. I then rang up my hubby, who was out of town, to remind him about the blunder, he had committed years ago by getting married.I believe, that husband & wife should be together in pain, even painful memories.

I file papers & file them so nicely & securely that I often forget, where I have kept them.The papers are in the safest custody & at times,I have to employ all those at home. By that I mean, only myself as my daughter is a teenager & she thinks all searching is mom 's job.Even her lost things are unearthed by me.My husband is perennially on tour & so I am the one, on  search missions.That is why, of late,I have developed an aversion to filing.I mean, what use, is all this neatness if I cannot recall, where I have kept them all, when I need them ?

Many times,I am unable to recall where I have kept my mobile.Searching mobile is easy.I dial up the mobile number on the landline & when the cell starts ringing,I am able to locate it.Unfortunately, all things which get lost are not as easy as mobiles to find.

I tend to forget names & so I try not to ask anyone their names.There is no point in enquiring when I know ,I cannot recall it.This satisfies me as I can say truthfully that I did not know the name /s.In this age ,there are some conscientious persons like me, who swear by the truth & nothing but the truth.

I have made many friends on social networking sites.Some are my school friends who have been able to locate me.I have tried my best to recollect my memories about my school friends & failed.I can remember very few.I connected with many of them as they are able to recall me,my appearance in school days,my haircut in those days,etal.I am unable to recall their faces even after looking at the school photos which they have shared.Some years of my school life seem to have been blanked out completely from my mind. Amid-st all this scenario,a friend called me up the other day.She asked me ,"Do you remember so & so ? " I replied in the negative.I said that I have connected with her on the social networking site as she is from our school.My friend admitted that, even, she was unable to recall about that girl.My friend had been asking for her as she had wished my friend on her birthday.And then my friend dropped the bombshell.She said that she connected with that schoolmate as the schoolmate was friends with me on the social network.This was a double jeopardy.We both started laughing .We wondered & pondered trying to recall, which class she was in,where she used to stay while she attended school with us & yet our memories eluded us.  My friend just decided to thank her for her warm birthday wishes.

I think ,I must try to keep things in the same place everyday if I do not want to waste time in locating them on daily basis.About names & faces,people etc...I still have no clue.I had read in a book, that one can tag faces,names ,people with things,letters etc.And still, this might lead to embarrassing moments as I may tag them with politically incorrect epithets like buffalo,fatty,skeleton,baldy,eyesore etc....If they come to know,they may be thankful, that I cannot recall them !

Muggu

The best day !

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When I think about the day, which has etched itself in my heart,it is the day my daughter was born ! Wow what a day, that was.And so eventful !

I had got admitted to the hospital the day before as slight bleeding had started.The gynecologist got me admitted.Though nothing happened after that ,she said that I should stay in hospital as my delivery could happen any time.I lay in bed just looking around.There were many ladies who were there.Some who had delivered & some just like me, waiting for their tiny bundles of joy !

It was soon night time.I went off to sleep after a delicious dinner ,my mom had prepared & got for me. I got up the next morning.I was fine.I was not having any labour pains.The bleeding had stopped much before.The doctor decided to administer medicines to induce labour pain.I started wailing as soon as the medicine was administered.I twisted & turned & it would not go away.I refused the nurse or the doctor to examine me.The doctor was furious .With the nurse.She chided her, for not able to control me as the gynecologist needed to examine me to see if the baby was ready to come out.The doctor managed to examine me & went away.I continued twisting & turning .My  waist was paining like hell.It wold be in waves.The pain would go up & come down.I would feel better & then it would start all over again.

In the afternoon,I was informed that I must get ready for delivery.I braced my self up.My gynecologist had assured me that even if the baby was upside down ,she would do a normal delivery.I was wheeled on the    stretcher into the labour room.It was so bright & clean.I felt calm.I was surrounded by the lady gynecologist ,one of her male student ,two & three nurses.

Then it started ...the delivery process.I was told to keep breathing & try to push as hard as I could.I was panting & heaving .I tried hard & yet the baby refused to move out.I was getting tired.I felt I could not go on.And yet all ....the nurses,the doctor & the male student egged me on .My gynecologist said "Look,we are halfway through.Now,I cannot do a C section.So you have no option but to PUSH "...I felt that I am collapsing .I pushed again & again & again.Finally ,the baby was out - sorry the parts of the baby were out ! The gynecologist pulled the baby with  a pair of forceps & whew,it was over !

I was shown the baby...just a glance & it was taken away by a nurse.The gynecologist put some stiches & it did hurt.Then ,I was wheeled out.The baby was brought to me & I breast fed it...means I tried breast feeding it.This was a first for me & my daughter ! Yes, it was a girl ! I kept looking at her as she tried to feed herself. Within minutes, a nurse came & took her & put her to sleep in the small swing  kept next to my bed.She was tightly wrapped in a soft cotton bedsheet. Only her face was visible.She had thin brown hair.She was fair & so innocent.This ,I did not realise was a mirage.When I see her now,she is everything but innocent ! And a teenager  !


I slept away tired with all the push ups, I had done in the labour room.I got up after a blissful sleep & again breastfed my daughter.My husband  came with my dinner.I asked him if he had informed all our relatives that I & he had become parents to a lovely girl.He nodded.He kept looking at her.He was happy .And yet he felt afraid to pick her up.He felt he will not be able to handle her & she might get hurt.He refused to pick her up.He looked longingly at his kid.He kept staring at her,  for a long time.I had finished my dinner.He bade me good bye as he had office the next day.

My baby had woken up again.The nurse came & picked her up.She handed her to me.I breastfed her again.By the end of her feed ,she had slept away.I looked at her.She seemed to be a mixture of both of us.I hoped that she would get the best from us.And it has turned out that she has inherited all bad habits from her dad & good ones from me !  Thank God for small mercies !

I slept away again dreaming about my baby & the about her future ! It had been wonderful & was going to be so in the coming months .....& years.....