Some days are just blah!

It starts with a small itchy sensation in your nose and a scratchy feeling in your throat. You sneeze a few times and blame it on the dust and pollution and carry on with your day. You sniffle a few times and think that it will go away on its own. Such dumb thoughts lull you into a sense of security and you sleep off thinking tomorrow is a new day.

Next day dawns and the scratchy feeling that you happily ignored is making your throat hurt like hell. The only consolation is that you now have a voice that is a cross between a squeak and a roar, which you plan to call husky. Your friends ask you to verify your identity because you sound "kind off weird","like Marlon Brando in Godfather". Any man would have given his left arm for such a compliment, but you just fume. You tell them they are jealous because your voice sounds sexy.

You hear raucous laughter when you say that and even though you angrily want to bang the phone down, you stop yourself. You look at the delicate instrument in your hand and realize that you are still paying off the EMI's for the cell phone in your hand. You use a few cuss words and go to your Yoga class thinking that it will miraculously stop that dreaded itch and turn you into a normal sounding person. Yoginis in the class shower you with all types of home remedies to counter your cough. People who have never smiled at you in class, proffer recipes of concoctions at warp speed. Giving advice is our number one hobby, kya karein, we are like this only. Recipes in hand you march home to kick the cough in its crotch.

By the time you come back, your nose has developed a mind of its own and has started leaking at the rate of 4 droplets per second. Handkerchiefs and you have never had an amicable relationship, considering that you left those suckers at all sorts of places or dropped them unceremoniously from your hand on countless occasions. You run back and forth to the bathroom begging your nose to have mercy on you. In one of the trips a bulb literally lights up in your brain and you remember that pack of tissues that have been languishing at the bottom of your purse from "Baba Adam ka zamana". You tear open the packet and thank "Fresh Ones" for saving you from drowning in your own snot.

Before something else happens, you frantically check your kitchen cupboards for  all the ingredients for the home remedies like  Honey, Turmeric, Black Pepper, Ajwain, Tulsi etc. You have most of the stuff at hand but now realize that because of infomation overload, you have forgotten the exact combinations in which ingredients are to be used. You take a bowl, dump all the ingredients one by one, stir it and gulp all of it together, thinking that some days are just blah!


  1. Hahaha!! :D That made for a very fun read! Very witty! Hope the concoctions you are taking are doing their work and you are feeling better! Take care LP!

  2. That was funny and so true. You forgot about advice from the parents ;)

  3. Tell me about it. Went through all of it for a week. A funny post about something not so funny :).

  4. Thanks Shilpa . I don't know about my cold..but I hoping the concoctions will wok on some organ :P

  5. Oh does not know about the cold yet...else I would have added that here..

  6. I remember reading nose is swollen like a cherry...and I am not joking...

  7. This was me last week. I hope you feel better soon!

  8. themoonstone.wordpress.com28 September 2013 at 12:53

    LOL ! Imagine if you had to face it everyday. Ask me, a patient of allergic rhinitis who has to face it everyday. Someday, the funny side will strike me and I might just write a post on it :)

  9. That sounds awful....I got fed up in 4 days..I was feeling so low that it was actually wrote this post :)

  10. Although it was funny, we all know how you must be feeling. It is the most hated illness in the world.
    Take care. :)

  11. Milana Jagadeesh4 November 2013 at 22:14

    So true.. It was like reading a narration of what all I used to go through during the cold Bangalore winters... esp the bit about the tissues from "baba adam ka zamaana" :) Hope you get to feeling better.


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