Vision 6 on 6

ok... I have a perfectly valid excuse for not writing in ages. AAAAANNNDDDD... technically speaking I should not be writing even right now!

I finally got eye surgery for glass removal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


yes my friends... I'm a 6 on 6... n I dont need specs/ contact lenses or any of that jazz anymore !!

I distinctly remember the day I first got spectacles. My dad was reading the newspaper in the drawing room, and I was trying to read the back pages from a distance, clearly squinting. I knew even then that I'm going down... and how!
Both my parents are blind as bats, and when my mom saw me struggling to read a few bold letters, her heart sank. Her beautiful 10 year old daughter 's face would soon be burdened with fat ugly glasses. Not to mention the mental torture which she would suffer , as with all 'specy' kids.
I was rushed to the doc, eyes quickly checked and fitted with glasses, and I was on my way back to school.
I dont know whether all people who get glasses during their childhood suffer from it, but I definitely suffered from a complex because of the damn frames.
There were times I would imagine how I look to people -

Do they see my face? Is the focus on the frames? Does it overshadow my personality? will any guy ever fall for me?

Consequently, through the years, I took them off at every opportunity possible. And the num ber rose and rose and rose, and my mother cried and cried and cried, and I was forced to wear them again!
In class 10th I was finally allowed the freedom of contact lenses by my fearful parents, who thought putting anything in the eye could be harmful, be it kajal or lenses!

I CELEBRATED!

I WEPT!

and life has been uphill since then...

Until last year.

I developed an allergy to my lenses!

I went to a doc, b doc, c doc.
Tried every goddam eye drop in the bloody medical books!

Had people ask me things like: " Havent u slept last night? Ure eyes are swollen".

So developed a 'Swollen eye" phobia. ( and it was a phobia... friends started telling me before I even asked- " NO! URE EYES ARE NOT SWOLLEN!"

Then last week, I decided enough is enough...take the leap. Take the ultimate risk with my eyes. I'd had it upto my nose wearing specs ( cudnt even kiss without taking them off!! ).

So, I underwent the surgery. I have no clue how I badgered my mom into agreeing to this... considering eye phobia runs in the family! but I did.

And here i am...writing this scrap wearing dark glasses... vision 6 on 6