A Tale Of Two Pities!

       It is 3 am on a Saturday night. Usually if I am awake this late on a weekend it is because I am busy watching a movie, or reading an entrancing novel that has left me so glued to its pages that I just can't put it down or because I am busy with something else that I love doing. But today it is because I am struggling to catch some sleep and rest. My cold in the head has strengthened its hold and has dangerously spread its roots thereby attacking my nose, teeth, jaws, ear and throat. And when it comes to the level of pain that this cold is bringing in, it is at least 4 notches above a terrible migraine. I have tried everything in the last 4 hours to alienate the pain from this obstinate head, right from popping not one, but two painkillers, to subjecting my being to every experiment of home remedies that anyone has ever happened to suggest (no matter how revolting the after taste or effect the remedy leaves). I have tried distracting myself by picking up a spine chilling novel but couldn't reach too far; my concentration radar having gone widely astray. I ended up shutting the book with a snap not having gone past the prologue, having had to go back and read every second line again as if I had suddenly developed retro amnesia or short term memory loss. I then decided to try my luck at drifting into slumberland, so lie down again, I did! And started with the age old method of counting sheep. I must have crossed the 2000 mark, having envisioned every sheep of mine to be hopping a fence onto a green grazing pasture. My sheep finished their grazing for the day, jumped back the same fence (I counted till 2000 again, of them jumping the same fence in the opposite direction), reached their pen and are now all fast asleep after a hearty meal. And I am still trying to get there. Arghhhhhhhhhh!

      Finally I decided to pen down anything that came into this throbbing head of mine and even then all I could think of was my stupid migraine and my dear sleep. Hence this blog. And as I am still in the same pitiable state, getting neither any relief from the former (infact it has worsened; I have teardrops running down my swollen cheeks out of sheer pain in my ear and head) nor an invitation from the latter, its time to try something different. Hopefully my next post will not be as irrelevant and random as this one. Good night (or Good morning as it is close on 4am)!