'I felt and said in my moments of utter despair that life was a bitch and kept wishing I had died instead of living in as a "cripple" - completely dependent on others and without any movement except a feeble one in the biceps of my arms, neck and head. However my friends kept assuring me that my mind was sharp and urged me to refrain from expressing such dark thoughts and to think ahead of the future. A part of me accepted this - knowing that my mind had remained razor sharp, despite my "mangled" body, and it was slightly comforting to think that I'd be able to continue to move around in [my] mind - despite
'There can be many tensions while handling the house... there have been times when I have kept the rice in the rice cooker and according to me pressed the "on" button, but it didn't get cooked. I thought it was cooked, but then when we sat for dinner, my mother-in-law called me and said "See for yourself, the uncooked rice is separate and the water is separate." I still argued my case and said that I had pressed the button, maybe it didn't work. I told her "Okay no problems, let me switch it on now, meanwhile whoever is hungry can have roti." Nobody said anything. Only thing my saas [mother-in-law] said was that "God knows sometimes where does your attention wander."