DoNuts and the 6th day

Day 6 

I really wanted to eat donuts today. I don’t like them too much normally, but the very thought of them makes my eyes water, because I can’t go to the shop. The ligament is a curious piece of semi muscle, semi bone which won’t heal at either’s pace. And without that teeny tiny ligament in place, I can’t drive, walk or fly ( I couldn’t do that earlier as well, if you were wondering). 

So, my days are like one of those sad ‘Pahari’ paintings, where the sad subject is always waiting for her husband to come back, perhaps with glazed donuts and finely brewed coffee to go with it. In my case, I wait for any of my friends who’d be willing to take the detour to visit my house. For some weird reason, all 6 of my friends stay in the 6 different corners of the city, maybe because I don’t like crowding that much? 

 One of my friends had come a few days back to take my advice on selecting a cycle. He had a car, so we went around checking out various shops. It’s crazy how the market has changed in the last 10-15 years. I had bought a cycle back then for a meagre 2000 rupees and it lasted me a long time ( untill the security guard stole it during a stormy night, that bugger). Now, they’ve shotten up to hundreds of thousands. Even the cheap ones are ten times more expensive and no one sold the ordinary cycles. ( By the way I loved Montrane cycles, the curves and the weight and the effect of the gears … ) 

That got me thinking that as our lives is dominated by all of the different products, I think even our culture changes to accomodate them and what happens then is that those who don’t have the means to buy those products, get excluded. Earlier on, maybe it was an exclusion from the pleasure, but now you’re excluded from your friends/relatives and everyone else who can afford the things  that make up our culture. ( Not that I am complaining, just observing, from my spot near the window, with a broken knee, a broken foot, a paining shoulder and finally an overused finger that refuses to type anymore…. I guess I shouldn’t have told god to bring it on earlier, sigh.)