how i overlook the trivial in my pursuit of the bigger, more involving, almost over-whelming things in life.

in my search for the one true love, the best job, the perfect pair of jeans, the article written with the most flair yet, i tend to forget how important it is, that which is the simplest to achieve with little care and caution - health.

so there i was in the shower, savouring the hot, steamy water course down my spine and warm my my cold, shivering body, from the inside out. while i was there i thought i might as well wash my hair, you know the whole gamut of shampoo, conditioner and all. hmm and while i was waiting for the conditioner to sink in, might as well make the most of it and maybe i cud hmmm....give myself a mini pedicure! and so on and so forth. by the time i was out of the shower i was sneezing like a cat in a pepper factory.

now what i wouldnt give to be able to talk without gasping for air, because you know, my nose is blocked. and what luxury it is to be able to forget to carry a tissue with me and talk to my COO without my nose threatening to turn so runny i am extremely tempted to run my had across my nose, like a kid! reminds me of when my mom used to pin a huge hanky to my uniform so i dont use my shirt to do the honours. how i take for granted the simple pleasure of being away form my cube for hours together (today, i'm almost afraid to leave my cube and be away from that box of tissues for more than 5 minutes). and then the mercy of not being told every time i sneeze, that maybe i should just go home and not infect them with "whatever it is germs i have".

sigh....the thing is I HAB A BERY BAD COD! *sniff, sniff, sneeze* oops...excuse me, sorry...now where's that dang tissue.

current song Kannamoochi sung by Yesudas, Chitra composed by AR Rahman from Kandukonden Kandukonden