Poornima

Poornima Sanjiva's entry

Now and then

She was looking back…..to the days, when she used to think that her dad knew everything. He was the best driver, he was the strongest, and he could handle absolutely anything — be it any trouble at school, with the principal, dad could be trusted to make it fine. How could she have been that stupid, to say the least? And when she wasn’t well, all she had to do was to tell mom, and if needed the doc uncle, who was second only to god (with the capital G), he could actually work miracles; you just had to go to him. And later with mom at your bedside, voila! The sickness disappears.
She tried hard to remember when exactly in her childhood, she had started perceiving reality the way it was….huh! Not that it mattered now. She was happy she had gotten back her common sense and had not spent her life thriving on tell-tales. She had now learnt--learnt to behave, learnt to understand, learnt to apply reason, learnt to compartmentalize, to develop defenses….Of course there were times when she wondered “what if I’ve got it all wrong?” …but then those were just passing thoughts.