It all started when I went for a drive with my Dad and he happened to ask me what was written behind the car that was parked nearby. I complained of bad light and the fact that i had just spotted a school teacher going on a scooter with her husband and kid but in my heart of hearts I knew the time had come.
'Myopia it is', the blessed opthalmologist announced.-0.75 in the left eye and -1.00 in the right eye.He broke the shattering news with such mildness that I didn't realise the gravity of it until I reached home. My grandparents would not get convinced that it was a hereditary thing. They forced me to try carrot juice and pomegranate juice and a hell lot of other things.'Don't sit like this and read'.
Then came up the visit to the optician's shop. I was fascinated by the amazing variety of frames that he had.Now I wouldn't even have to use sunglasses while playing teacher-teacher I thought.I wanted the pink frame( i can't believe that still) but yes i wanted the barbie pink frame but had to settle for a brown plastic one because kids my age ended up breaking their spectacles every 3-4 weeks and I did not defy that law.
My peers in school were shell shocked and I felt wearing specs was a big handicap. So, when I would enter the school bus I would quietly remove my glasses and put them in my bag and while returning back home put them on before anyone could see it. That way both my mom and I were happy. Little did I know that my Mom was in the mood for some investigation. On the 'occasion' of Parent -Teacher meeting (it was nothing short of a festival cz on that day we got a holiday and our parents were supposed to go to school) my mother happened to ask my class teacher about the fact whether I wore my glasses in school or not. My teacher made sure that the next day I wear my spectacles for the whole day.From that day onward they are stuck to the bridge of my nose.
Time passed, I gained height and my eyesight worsened.I couldn't swim with or without glasses.And even for the simple things i needed my specs. But then i came to terms with it.I read a chapter in the 10th std icse reader and could relate to it so well. I looked around and saw millions of people like me.
Now spectacles are considered 'cool'. Not that I care about that too much. I know I have to live with it. I have accepted them as a part of my life. Only thing, now I use lenses instead of glasses.
I have also learnt to realise the importance of everything in our life. Surely, we must count our blessings!
ps-This note was inspired by an incident involving the breakage of my spectacles and me not having a spare pair and no contact lenses with me.
Barbie pink frame!! LOLL....
ReplyDeleteNice blog!!! Keep 'em coming! :)
yep pink!..lol!
ReplyDeleteyea will keep 'em coming! :D