The Battle of the Bulge, The Battle of Sex(es), The Battle of my Back..I seem to be indulging a lot of warfare of late. Some of them are interlinked, but these days life seems to be one long drawn battle.
Step by step you say, awite...As a kid, i managed to injure my back about a decade ago. The fall out of that is that whenever I exert myself, my lower back swells to twice the size of texas and there is diddly squat that I can do about it. My love for the outdoors and sports of course, in no way helps the issue. So basically, for the past decade or so, life has been one long struggle between the desire to play and nursing an aching back for 2 days thereafter.
Then comes the Battle of the Bulge.Well, obviously, since my back does not allow me too much physical activity, coupled with the fact that my job is more or less a sedentary one, I have grown. Thats putting it a lil mildly. But please could we just leave it at that?? Please!! So for the past 5 years, since I've been on a "watch my weight" spree, I'm waging war against my back to get that perfect coke bottle figure....the one litre bottle mind you, the hourglass figure is a thing of the past..sigh!!!
That leaves us with the Battle of Sex(es)...you think with my rotund belly and broken back I would be getting any action????? Geez, you do live in a dream world, dontcha?????
I am sitting at my desk right now, sipping coke (must remind myself to have diet), wearing some lumbar support and fantasizing about a boy!!! Must stop drooling!!! Must also stop fooling myself!!!
So basically...life is war, consisting of a fresh battle every single day!!!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Together
She went over for a cuppa. They hadn't met in a bit. She was glad to have wrapped up work early and at the cost of standing up a client, she played hookey from office. She was on her way to meet him. Him who was such an intrinsic part of her that try as she might, she couldn't bear to part with him. The 2 of them had tried, so often, to head their own separate ways, but somehow, they always ended up bumping into each other. She smiled as she heard the song on the radio, he loved to hear her sing. She knew she didnt sing well, but she always did sing and he loved to hear her.
She rang the bell to his apartment and was greeted by a stranger. She was a little taken aback but she was used to seeing new faces in his place every now and then. He was quite the host and his apartment, quite the mess. But she knew something was seriously wrong the moment she set foot in the house. The lights were dim, he was lying curled up on the couch and the presence of their other friends told her that something was amiss. Noone dared to look her in the eye. Cautiously, she made her way across the hall to him. He didnt look at her either. She sat down next to him and hugged him, not knowing what was going. That one gesture was all it took. He clung to her and cried. His body wracked by sobs. She didnt know what was going on, what to do, but the sight of him crying was enough to for her tears to fall too. She was so scared.
He refused to calm down and she looked at her friends helplessly, seeking for an answer, an explanation behind what was happening. Finally Sam pulled her away and led her to another room. Thats when he told her. She froze. Her legs gave way and she was sitting on the cold floor. She sat there for a bit, Sam was as lost as her, he tried to pull her up. She waved him away. Took a minute, rose from the floor and walked back to Him to the couch. She flung the blanket off him. Forced him to his feet. Kissed him like she had never kissed him before and held him close. The organizer in her took charge. She snapped orders at her friends and arranged for Him to be taken for a second opinion. Sam was assigned to the computer to read up all he could in medical literature about His illness. A hot cuppa was finally shared with Him and he even smiled at her stupid jokes for a bit.
She tucked him in for the night and headed back home in a daze. She's been sleep walking through the day ever since and doesn't know what to do. She knew that them being together meant a long drawn battle against family. This battle against a life threatening illness is not what she had in mind. They would finally be together, but this was not how she had hoped for it to be.
She rang the bell to his apartment and was greeted by a stranger. She was a little taken aback but she was used to seeing new faces in his place every now and then. He was quite the host and his apartment, quite the mess. But she knew something was seriously wrong the moment she set foot in the house. The lights were dim, he was lying curled up on the couch and the presence of their other friends told her that something was amiss. Noone dared to look her in the eye. Cautiously, she made her way across the hall to him. He didnt look at her either. She sat down next to him and hugged him, not knowing what was going. That one gesture was all it took. He clung to her and cried. His body wracked by sobs. She didnt know what was going on, what to do, but the sight of him crying was enough to for her tears to fall too. She was so scared.
He refused to calm down and she looked at her friends helplessly, seeking for an answer, an explanation behind what was happening. Finally Sam pulled her away and led her to another room. Thats when he told her. She froze. Her legs gave way and she was sitting on the cold floor. She sat there for a bit, Sam was as lost as her, he tried to pull her up. She waved him away. Took a minute, rose from the floor and walked back to Him to the couch. She flung the blanket off him. Forced him to his feet. Kissed him like she had never kissed him before and held him close. The organizer in her took charge. She snapped orders at her friends and arranged for Him to be taken for a second opinion. Sam was assigned to the computer to read up all he could in medical literature about His illness. A hot cuppa was finally shared with Him and he even smiled at her stupid jokes for a bit.
She tucked him in for the night and headed back home in a daze. She's been sleep walking through the day ever since and doesn't know what to do. She knew that them being together meant a long drawn battle against family. This battle against a life threatening illness is not what she had in mind. They would finally be together, but this was not how she had hoped for it to be.
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