I haven't written anything in a while, and this essay comes out just because I feel I should share some of my thoughts through non-fiction style of writing which I haven't done so far. Do comment on what you feel about it!
The day started quite swiftly. Breakfast, tea, brushing of teeth and bathing, the order of these activities was quite uneven, just like my life. The symphony of hectic schedule, frantic studies used to give me no time for thinking about life.
"Life, Oh forget life, I have 5 more questions to complete," I used to remind myself. But then, something happened yesterday. Something which ripped my schedule, smashed my plans and tattered my health. Within moments my life had turned like Di Caprio's Oscar dream - shattered. After 3 months, the haunting monster was back. Yep, it was my old pal - Asthma.
"It's horrible! Devastating..." My friends used to often remark, when I shared my Asthma attack stories. While some found my pain 'exaggerated' most would offer their sympathies. But yesterday was different. It was a cheesy, damp and cloudy day which is often regarded as the biggest threat for Asthma patients. And the attack came in so quickly that I felt helpless.
However, this dreadful experience has actually brought out the best in me. Since my vacation, I have been often cribbing about life, pissing off my friends. But the pain, the suffering can bring a drastic change in your behavior and it has been an inspiring experience.
It all began with plenty of coughing and sneezing with uneasiness and chest pain. Soon enough the routine and cliched, 'I can't breathe without my inhaler,' thing followed. It was green outside while my face had turned blue. My eyelids were dancing every second, while my chest was blowing like a trumpet. The inhaler did give some marginal relief but the pain was getting brutal. It was 10AM and my parents had just reached office. The doctor in our colony was going to arrive at 12 PM. Biting their fingers, my parents were calling me every minute to enquire about me.
I was all alone in the misery meticulously observing my watch as every minute was thrusting a new layer of pain on my chest.
"Internet is a monster! A time-eating pest," My relatives often remark. Little do they know that this pest has pasted a new ray of hope in my life. Those two miserable hours became gold when I managed to find some high quality youtube videos which were also high on content. This wonderful website has actually revolutionized mankind. Positivity, hope, goodness aren't expired values. They give you the faith, the trust to come out of pain. These videos didn't 'kill' my time. They actually revived my life.
After taking the nebulizer treatment from the doctor, I came home feeling good, jolly and deeply satisfied that I had managed to pull off my tough time without succumbing to 'life is horrible' sort of thinking. I did sleep for 4 hours after that, owing to the weakness but today I feel fit, not just physically. My mental strength has gone up and the struggle against Asthma has made me stronger!
