Tuesday, October 24, 2006
I suppose its true that one is always alone, essentially..but we do manage to forget it in the course of our daily lives, so that we may have daily lives in the first place. But sometimes life forces one to remember. Today was one such momentous occasion. I was in the one place that I detest most in the world, the dentist's chair. I was parting ways with a molar that had decided to make a rather undignified exit from my life after twenty-two years of mostly uninterrupted service. It wasn't as though the dentist was particularly forbidding or anything. In fact, he was probably more worried than I was, given the fact that his patient looked like she was on the verge of hysterics. And I had a somewhat queasy friend around to hold my hand as well. In spite of all this, I can safely say that I've never felt so alone. Nothing like pain to give one a little perspective. Anyway, now its over, till the next time my dentures decide to give me grief. Till then i'll try to forget, and I'm sure I'll be mostly successful, coz otherwise life refuses to go on. Ok, my daily quota of profundity has been filled, so i'm gonna get back to the more mundane task of forcing some ice-cream down my throat. Toot toot.