The OPERATION!!!!!!

For years I never found anything more glamorous than sitting in front of the mirror , throwing your hair back , picking out a pretty ear ring and putting it on...There is something so terribly feminine about this that it never ceased to fascinate me....the simple reason for this weird fascination was that for a very long time I could not change my ear rings on my own...
I know it is down right silly and all that but frankly I could not , not matter how much I wanted to, put on stuff on my own.

When I was born, my Dadi's mother, badi nani, gifted me tiny 'ear ware'. Badi nani, incidently, is the one who gave me my name as well....Well, so then when I got my ears pierced,at some teeny-weeny age , those were the ones I used...For 1 year they stayed put till school started and there only ear rings were allowed. So dadi came to rescue this time and she gifted me a pair of gold ear rings.Simple ones. Not too large not too tiny.
They stayed put till I left school..yess!!!!For 14 years I did not change my ear rings! Occassionaly, the ear ring would come off and I would get mighty scared..but would never even even try to put it back.
I never trusted my mum with my ears:D so it was now Dad's turn to come to my rescue!
My Dad is an eye surgeon, and his work demands tremendous hand eye co ordination and all that blah..more over if the rumour going around in the doctors' circles is to be believed, Dad is supposed to have a rea neat hand...so , he had my trust and I would go to him with my HUGE problem.
He would look gravely at the ear ring for some time, study the one already in my ear for some more time, devise a strategy in his head , All this while I would be sittting on a chair , resting my head on the 'Operating Table' with the 'bad' ear facing him. He would switch on the lamp and the OPERATION would begin.
A lamp was used, Dad never used his hands ; steel forceps lying around in the house were used and I am just terribly glad that the high resolution microscope that Dad uses in his O.T[Operation Theatre for the medically challenged!] was not borrowed .
I am not generally wicked. Generally...ahem
But I have , in an usually clean career , yelped a major 'OUCchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' just for the heck of it.
Just to see how Dad would react to it...Dad, terribly used to poking needles into the eyes of unsuspecting patients would then throw his forceps and start off with a ' OK,OKOKOKOK, theek hai theek hai theek hai theek hai!!! OKOKOKOKOKOK, deep breaths, okokokokokokoko'
I firmly believe that he said all this to and for himself rather than me!!!! Those were the only times when , I believe, Dad regretted the fact that I was a girl. No girl= No ear rings=No 'ouch'.
Anywayz, If I were not in the mood to prolong the Operation with my antics, in about 3 minutes flat the ear rings would be in their place and both Dad and I would be happier people!


So, girls sitting all dressed in front of the mirror adding that final magical touch was so unreachable for me....
Anyways with time I did start doing it on my own....till sometime back.
For nearly one month I had not put on anything and my mum had been screaming at me to wear an ear ring /whatever ..so today after a long time I put on tiny green ear rings ( gift from a neighbour who got them for me from Tokyo) . Within minutes my ultra sensitive ear was red and swollen and I had to take them off.
But no , they wouldnt budge..
and my ear pained like hell...
My Dad was about to leave home for a surgery and I asked him to help me out first.
Out came the lamp, the forceps were searched for , Dad studied the make of the ear rings for some time to decide on a strategy and adroitly removed the ear rings in 3 minutes flat!!!
BRAVVOOOO!!!

Well that was the highlight of my morning today...the afternoon had something better to offer. my bestestestsestestestestestets friend,(www.dottydotpixie.blogspot.com) is now back home for a month and suddenly my terribly boring life seems so terribly full!!!
its amazing how much difference one person can bring to your life!!!
Suudenly I have so many things to look forward to.....
:)
loads of love
ruchi