Being an introvert, I’ve always been a good companion to my\nsoul. It never mattered to me much, who was there or who wasn\u2019t, I found peace\nand harmony in solitude and nature. I can sit in a chattering jolly good crowd\nn\u2019 listen to my heartbeat or I can stand alone and talk away to merriment. Am\nhappy left alone and with people around, I often wander away to a world of\ncolours, paints, soaps, voices or even the cream cheese icing on a chocolate\ncupcake. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I seldom fell ill and I truly felt bad for those who did. My\nheart would go out to them n\u2019 I prayed for them and I asked for their wellbeing\nin my private conversations with the almighty. To call them or text them, in my\nmind, the mind of an introvert would be like intruding into their peace n\u2019\nprivacy. I did my job 3(pray) quietly behind the scene and would genuinely feel\noverwhelmed when they recovered. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Though I brim with gratitude for the people who have helped\nme in times of need, asking for or accepting favour was not my thing till a few\ndays ago when I woke up one morning with this weird looking shiny chickpea like\na blister on my forehead. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Before I could blink I had them all over n\u2019 I began to\nresemble the polka-dotted curtains in my bedroom. Yeah, right! The Varicella-Zoster\nVirus … Chickenpox is the word!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In my attempt to protect my child from the ugly virus, I\nlocked myself up in my bedroom n\u2019 lay alone in my bed dedicating all my time to\nitching n\u2019 scratching.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A piece of paper that read \u00a0
\u2019Quarantine zone – biohazard\/radiation hazard’ was stuck on my door by my 18-year-old (the downside of passing on the evil sense of humour to your offspring) in an attempt to curb his own temptation for the occasional chit chat with his mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
How I wished someone, just anyone would intrude into my\n‘peace n privacy’! How I wished, someone would \u2019just pray less and talk\nmore’… How I wished the phone would beep once, just once… N\u2019 how I wished\nto ask for one favour! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And it did, it really did… The phone … but only so\nthat I would be humbled even more…It was my cousin who is fighting hard\nagainst all odds to get his blood count to at least a minimal requirement to\nsurvive. He was undergoing his 3rd round of chemo …n\u2019 he calls to check on\nme!!! Cancer checking on chicken pox!!! I had no words! I was humbled! I\nwas embarrassed but I must say \u2013 I was thankful! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then came more calls n texts. A good friend offered to pack\nlunch for my son, to take to school every day…My normal self would have said\n“no thanks” ….but boy! Weren’t I grateful for that call that day! I\njumped at the offer and thanked her a million times. (did I mention I have no\ndomestic help n\u2019 I was wondering how I would manage Kevin’s food with these\n‘virused’ hands\ud83d\ude14) The cherry on the icing was\nwhen the calling bell rang and Kevin opened the door for a dear friend of mine\nwho had brought piping hot paneer paranthas n\u2019 green chutney for dinner. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
In spite of repeated warnings to not visit me and pass on\nthe virus to her two li’l boys, she ensured that I had some delicious n\u2019\nnutritious dinner. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
God, ain’t I humbled! Ain’t I brimming with gratitude!!!\nAin’t I grateful for these people who taught me so much in so little\ntime! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am I going to be an introvert now? Yes, I can’t change\nthat but … An introvert with a difference! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I learnt my lesson. Not that I won’t pray for the sick anymore but that that prayer will be accompanied by phone calls and warm dinners.\u00a0 Yes, I will pass on the kindness bestowed upon me!” Being an introvert, I’ve always been a good companion to my soul. It never mattered to me much, who was there or who wasn\u2019t, I found peace and harmony in solitude and nature. I can sit in a chattering jolly good crowd n\u2019 listen to my heartbeat or I can stand alone and talk away […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":90,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[23,22,24],"class_list":["post-88","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-school","tag-cbse-schools-in-ghaziabad","tag-top-10-schools-in-indirapuram","tag-top-schools-in-indirapuram"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=88"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":91,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/88\/revisions\/91"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/90"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=88"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=88"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dpsindirapuram.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=88"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
~Jeena Rachel<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"