Spending time with yourself Image credit — Google ImagesIt was a sunny morning. As I walked through the house searching for Dad, I found him seated at one bright corner in our garden. Phone in his lap, the newspaper in his hands, deeply
Not sweating the small stuff Image credit — Google images“I just saw my first grey hair. I’m getting old :(“, was my cousin’s text last evening. “We all are. Relax,” I replied. “Hmm.” “I noticed permanent lines on my forehead today. There’s nothing that
Speaking to doctors Image credit — Google Images/CDCI lightly tapped at my bag, observing the hills from the window of the doctor’s room. Dad was seated next to me, quiet without any expression on his face. My brother was standing behind, holding
Being in the survival mode Image credit — Google ImagesThe sun was unusually warm for this time of the season, and Dad was resting on a small bed in the verandah waving off the flies. The flowers were finally blooming, and he was
Lending a helping hand Image credit — Google Images/NPRPatting Dad’s back, the doctor smiled and said, “I thought you’d be coming in a wheelchair, but if you’ve driven all the way on your own, then visit me again next month with your
Accepting the difficult winter nights Image credit — Google ImagesThe deadpan winter nights shiver at the sight of our life. The heaters around cannot warm the relationships they surround. As a minute stretches into an hour, so does the willingness to talk, once
The mortality talk — (ii) Image credit — Google ImagesAs Mum goes back to her stitching and Dad gets busy on his phone, the news of sudden death of Mum’s distant cousin sinks in slowly. Mum keeps guessing the cause of death, remembering how sick
Resuming office Image credit — Google imagesDad glared as me I entered his room this morning. He had begun his nebulization and Mum was prepping his breakfast. The clock said 9.48 am, and this meant I was late. He spoke to me in
Undergoing physical pain Image credit — Google Images“It will only be a small prick”, said the nurse as she inserted a peripheral venous catheter (pvc) into Dad’s arm to begin the chemotherapy medication for the day. She had strapped a band near his
The value of self-reliance Image credit — Google ImagesDad’s an all-rounder. He is a fixer of things. Like a genie, he almost always find solutions to the problems of our house. From fixing a flat tyre to recalibrating an old grandfather clock, from
A journalist by training, Mariyam Haider is a writer and performance poet in Singapore.
She is the researcher of the book The Billionaire Raj: A Journey Through India’s New Gilded Age written by James Crabtree.
Her writing has appeared in Hindustan Times, Livemint, Feminism In India, New Asian Writing and Kitaab.