I am a bad patient. I don't fall sick often but when I do, i imagine it to be excruciatingly terminal.
I have fever now and when i first went down, i spent a day with my father. It was so nice and comforting but the body ache was/ is killer. Can you imagine eyeballs hurting? They are.
My throat feels like there is a slab of rough granite lodged in there.
But i just had to get back to Bandra. I understand now why my father wouldn't leave Vashi when he himself was down with fever a few weeks ago. In a weird way the house takes care of you. And there are spaces where one is more comforted than others.
Fever and all that notwithstanding, being here just soothes me. It feels as if i have put my head in my mom's lap.
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