• You can’t laugh to your heart’s content.
• You can’t be a disturbing element as often as possible.
• You can’t say, I love you often.
• You can’t shout back.
• You realize the power your little tongue holds.
• It’s so difficult to convey what you want to do next day. Because
you don’t know how to convey “next day” from your hand or eyes
or using your whole body.
• If you pick-up the phone, how furiously you nod at the receiving
end, your effort is down the drain. Stupid instrument!
• You have to LISTEN TO ALL, whatever your Mom is saying, without
interrupting her!
• You are being showered with array of suggestions. You just nod
pathetically.
• You can watch others enjoying piping hot Idli Sambar. All you can
do is swallow your own lump, that too, painfully!
• It’s a small word “tonsillitis”, but its all pervasive. You suffer from
fever, body-ache, headache and running nose. You just want to
curl-up and die. But your near and dear ones don’t let you do that.
It’s the only time they can prove, you are not a mysterious, ET
from some other planet and how well they understand you, inside
out! Your illusion of being a Bermuda Triangle is shattered forever.
• you develop a brand new sign language for a few exclusive people.
• You can’t blog and respond to the comments posted on your own
blog.
