A Series Of Unfortunate Events

In the past week, our life has eerily resembled Lemony Snicket's, A Series Of Unfortunate Events. It all began on Saturday evening, when we decided to go on a short drive with our baby monkey. When we stepped out, it was raining torrentially with very low visibility. Still, we decided to be Khatron Ke Khiladi for the baby's sake as he loved these short drives.

For the first half an hour, it was smooth sailing. Out of the blue, the husband rammed the car violently into a divider, as he was trying to swerve away from a cement mixer. Our hearts were in our throats as we were a little distance away from home and getting technical help at that hour, in the middle of a downpour would be close to impossible. 

He stepped out of the car to examine the damage. The bonnet had dislodged itself and was jammed inside one of the wheels. He drove very slowly and we somehow managed to reach home. Unfortunately, the baby's head got a little wet in the rain, as we stepped out of the car and into our apartment complex's lobby. We didn't think much of it at the time, as the priority was to wash his hands and change his clothes ASAP, as we might've potentially exposed him to Coronavirus. 

The next morning, he woke up with a fever of 101° F. We quickly administered Calpol drops, but his health deteriorated through the day. Our mind raced to the worst possible scenarios. We blamed ourselves and our domestic help, who may have given him Covid. When he woke up with the same fever the following morning as well, we decided to change his medication to something stronger (Ibugesic Plus) by looking at his doctor's prescriptions. His condition improved instantly. Our moods however were still on edge and we had the worst possible war of words. 

Three harrowing events within 48 hours. Call it a stroke of bad luck or if you are a believer of old wives' tales, somebody's evil eye. As we had stepped out on Saturday evening for our drive, I sensed at least 20 pairs of prying eyes on us (residents of our apartment), watching us curiously as we stepped into our car with our baby. I could see the shock in their eyes, seeing us dressed up so nicely, like we were ready to go for a party. In reality, we just wanted to breathe some fresh air and give our baby some respite from the four walls of our home. 

It's so quick to pass judgements on people, without knowing their life's realities. Evil eye or not, it's rude to gawk at people. When will we Indians ever learn this? We've had a hard 48 hours. Hoping for a quick turn of happy events now. *fingers crossed* 

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