Of racking coughs and flowing noses…

I have been at my most inelegant self recently, what with being struck down by megalithic cold and cough and a voice box that decides to go AWOL on days I’m scheduled to interview good folks who have written lovely books. As is my style, I delay going to the doctor until it is certain that any further delay and I should be writing out my last will and testament. In triplicate. Knowing me, I normally donot keep important papers in secure places which could mean that my only possessions of consequence, will not go to the persons I intend them for, and languish, uncared for, in the home, until they get devoured by termites and silverfish. Which reminds me, the wardrobe and bookshelf cleaning is overdue, but first, let me return to the land of the living.

The consequences of this racking cough is unpleasant, it means I am largely left alone in public spaces with people edging away from me with alarmed looks and almost tripping over their feet in their haste to vanish from germ spread radius when the real marathon coughing bouts happen. Yes, I do use tissues. And handkerchiefs. But I’m hoping my virus reaches you in the light blue tee who looked at me like I was vermin for daring to stand in proximity with you. And mutates into some deadly form that ensures your horrified and disdainful expression freezes till eternity.

Among those edging away from me these days, and wearing a permanently disgusted look is the loving spouse. Oh I can so see him changing my colostomy bag when my day comes.

The upside? I’ve been downing a lot of cough medication. Which, needless to say results in the most pleasant sensation of being buzzed without using alcohol or other illegal substances. This creates problems when I am disciplining the child. He does horrific act of destruction. Looks at me, ready to spring away from my wrath. I beam beatifically. He shakes his head in disgust and prepares to commit me to the cuckoo farm.

The downside? I’ve been confining my social interaction. Given that I could dub for Ms Beazley, and feel as dishevelled these days, I’m not the happiest trooper to go faffing around at places where people dress to the nines and look like they rolled off a fashion magazine, with their eyelashes painted on one by one. I’ve been feeling like a Ms Grizzly too. The parlour would welcome me with wide open arms, a red carpet strewn with rose petals and nymphs showering me with fragrant water so overdue am I for a visit.

Therefore, as I cough, I’m busy catching up with them books stacked on my bedside shelf languishing to be read. The sitcoms I always wanted to watch in silence and never had the patience too, Gossip Girl, yes, Desperate Housewives, yes, OC. Been marathon watching them. And I’ve been eating. What’s a sad girl to do? Eating nice, comfort foods that hug me, and vow never to leave my hips unless I get a doctor to drain them out with pipes.

Be back when I have something to say.


About Kiran Manral

Kiran Manral published her first book, The Reluctant Detective in 2011. Since then, she has published nine books across genres till date. Her books include romance and chicklit with Once Upon A Crush (2014), All Aboard (2015), Saving Maya (2017); horror with The Face at the Window (2016), psychological thriller with Missing, Presumed Dead (2018) and nonfiction with Karmic Kids (2015), A Boy’s Guide to Growing Up (2016) and True Love Stories (2017). Her short stories have been published on Juggernaut, in magazines like Verve and Cosmopolitan, and have been part of anthologies like Chicken Soup for the Soul, Have a Safe Journey (2017) and Boo (2017). Her articles and columns have appeared in the Times of India, Tehelka, DNA, Yowoto, Shethepeople, New Woman, Femina, Verve, Elle, Cosmopolitan, Conde Nast Traveller, DB Post, The Telegraph, the Asian Age, iDiva, TheDailyO and more. She was shortlisted for the Femina Women Awards 2017 for Literary Contribution. In 2018, she was awarded the International Women's Day award for literary excellence by ICUNR and Ministry of Women and Children, Government of India. She is a TEDx speaker and a mentor with Vital Voices Global Mentoring Walk 2017.
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6 Responses to Of racking coughs and flowing noses…

  1. R's Mom says:

    Aww….get well soon…and actually take rest, eat plenty of nice hot piping soups and food..and enjoy the rest with books :):) hey you are giving me a reason to fall sick 🙂


  2. Latha says:

    In Japan,it is very common to wear a mask when you have a cold. I used to wear it in Japan,when I had a cold or pollen allergies. I am in India now and I have a terrible cold these days. I dont want to spread germs but I dread wearing mask to office. people may look amused. I havent seen anyone else other than the traffic police and nurses in mask


  3. Sonia says:

    Feel better Kiran!! Drink lots of water and hot soup 🙂


  4. Vidya says:

    Ohhh:(( Hope you get better sooooon… I’m amazed at how elegantly you have written about being ill!


  5. anna says:

    you make falling sick sound so much fun! take care and get well soon. always love what you have to say.


  6. Kiran Manral says:

    @all: Sorry about the delayed response and thank you kindly for all your good wishes.


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