So it was quite a surprise to me when I discovered that my blogs are making some kind of headway into the the readership of minds interested in poetic skills. I am surprised..very much so with the scope of readers from the different parts of the globe..and I would like to welcome them and am truly excited to meet their expectations as a writer.
Thinking of this, I went over to the hospital this morning to collect my medication for a meagre ailment that promises to go away sometime within the next few months with regular intake and I sort of thought about what someone said of the people that visit the hospitals - they are from all walks of life!. How true when you see the difference between you and those indiposed through various ailments. Which brings me to the question - how old is old enough when you are regarded an invalid to life's many different conspiracies against you? Like illnesses for instance - isn't is a conspiracy against your grain of being by making you an invalid at the most exact time that you want to take life easy and reap the benefits of your toil all through the years beforehand?
My girls thankfully have insurance just in case they are in need of medical care. How many of us have really taken up medical health insurance to help us in times of our need basically because we take it for granted that none of the fatal illnesses can be incurred by us at any given age? I think the way life handles us and not the other way round these days - we are helpless without some form of insurance. Insurance taken on life, a joint partnership between the insurer and the life concerned is a long standing relationship and one I think that would only benefit the next of kin. Simply put this is what I derive at - Insurance is a non-conformity of dreaded disesases and an endless expense to the what-ifs. A policy of taking the bull by the horns in a manner of speaking and making sure you are the matador not attacked by the bull. Does this make senses?? I hope so.
Anyway, my morning summed up pretty nicely when it sort of drizzled my feelings of sympathy away and I set off back to the office with my medication, happy that I have all my limbs and what not in order and looking variably human!! I dread to think of myself in any other way!
Here's wishing all of us have a very healthy attitude in mind and body - love conjures up all kinds of feelings including sympathy and also hoping that everyone will have a great week ahead of you.
Oh and did I tell you I cut my hair? - Its kinda short considering I have always had it long meaning below my shoulders and now it is a notch above my shoulders..
Looking spiffy, here's me shobana wishing all of you an insurance free life :)