For the past one week, I haven’t slept. No, not even a wink! 

“I can’t sleep well! “ I complained to my husband yesterday night.

“All you need is to just relax, meditate, think something good and sleep!” 

 “But I can’t relax with so many issues running in my mind! I have to think of what to cook tomorrow, what will happen next tomorrow, in that mega serial I watch daily! I have to search for a topic to blog.so much in my mind! I can’t sleep!”

I could hear him snoring.

I got up and started browsing the net and googled to see if there are any tips for a good sleep.

“Give generously and sleep well.” This was one tip I got from a search in Google.

Okkk, from tomorrow, I shall give!

The thought itself made me relax and drowsy.

It was the dawn of the day.

Today was a day to give.

It was my neighbour’s birthday.

“Hi Prema aunty! Best wishes for your birthday!”

I “gave” her my best wishes.

She turned 75 today.

“As if I want to celebrate! Are you teasing me because I am growing old?” She has turned a grouch!

“But 75 is not an age at all, these days!”

I tried to “give” her confidence.

She turned the other side, hinting that she will feel better if I leave.

Because I gave, I had to take.

I “took” a deep breath and left that place.

I came back home, and my husband was getting ready for office.

“That blue shirt suits you!”

I “gave” him a compliment.

He looked happy.

“But you would have done well with that striped pant!”

I thought he was in a “taking” mood and I “gave” him advice.

“Who wants your advice? I know what to wear!”

Well, I should have stopped with “giving” compliment!

I waved a good bye and was watching the happenings on the road from the balcony.

A little boy was throwing a stone at a stray dog.

I felt like “giving” him a punch on the nose!

But perhaps there is a limit to giving. If I give, I might have to “take” it back!

The fruitseller was selling fruits on the road.

I went down to buy and I noticed my other neighbour coming down along with me.

“Hi Good morning! How are you?”

She was in a hurry to go to office.

‘Hi!”

Wishing me, she rushed towards her scooty. She tripped and fell down because she was she was late and was in a hurry..

Her plumpy figure similar to mine was comical to look at, at that time.

I could not stifle my laughter but my “giving” intuition made me “give “my hand.

‘I don’t want your hand!” she creamed.

“But I can’t take it. I need to sleep tonight. I have to give!”

“What nonsense. Sometimes I don’t understand what you talk!” She left.

Meanwhile, the fruit seller was holding the basket of fruits.

“Give me money. I have to go!”

I “gave” him money.

“Take these notes and give me change!”

“No, I can’t take, I can only give!”

“What has happened to this woman?” He muttered to himself and went away.

I felt like “giving” him a piece of my mind.

I came up the stairs carrying the fruits.

I remembered that it’s been long since I called my sis.

“Hi sis!”

“So it took you so long to give me a call?”

“I won’t take. I only give!” I said.

“What is wrong with you? I think you have been before the comp for long. Take a break and take rest!”

“Nooooooo, don’t ask me to take anything!”

My sis hung up. Yikes, probably she would have thought I was off my mind today.

At the end of the day, I wondered what I have given that day. Will I get enough sleep? Have I given generously that day?

I had given my best wishes, compliments, advice, helping hand, my opinions.  In turn, I was asked to take rest, take a break, and take my words back! Everyone wants to give and no one wants to take!

“Do you think you will sleep today?”

“How can I? I gave but nobody took!”

He looked at me puzzled.

“Perhaps I should take you to the doc tomorrow!”

“Try to catch a wink or two, now! Good night and ‘Take care”!

Will I ever be able to sleep better? Waaaaaaaaaa!