Friday, August 03, 2007

Counting on my fingers...sounds familiar?

What was the date again...23rd...no must be 25th....she was sure 'it' started after they had a major customer release in November....the freeze date was 22nd, so it must have been 23rd....no wait, let me see, it was a Friday, because she had planned to go shopping after office, but once it started, she felt too sick to go....so that makes it 25th....so 25th it is. Now add 28 to it, and so this month 'it' should happen on 23rd, yes, that's right.
She mentally marked the date and then thought some more. If 'it' starts on 23rd as it is supposed to, then she cannot really go on the trekking trip that same day. Might as well cancel the trip, if they cannot postpone it. But what if 'it' does not start on that day...and starts later once the trip gets postponed...
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She felt a familiar unpleasant sensation in her stomach and grimaced, unbelievingly. Instinctively, she looked at the calendar, and then at the day-date watch on her hand. Well, it was not time yet...'it' was supposed to start next Friday...so why in the world is 'it' starting today? Should she see a doctor? Oh, forget it...'it' may not start till later....it was probably a niggling pain before it actually started...
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She pinged her friend. 'I want some chocolate, and also feel like having cheese...'
'Ah ok, it is 'that' time of the month for you?'
'You bet...I feel like fighting with everyone today...oh hell!'
'Happens...'
--
The gynaec scribbled on the writing pad and wrote what looked like a list of doodles with balloons and loops.
"Take the first one for three days at the beginning of the cycle...then give a break of five days...then the second..."

She was still calculating the days in her mind as her husband started the car.
"Those medicines...too much calculations for you, right?" he asked, sympathetically.
She grinned. "I am used to it. Have been doing it ever since I got my first periods..."
"I see. Is that why you are so good at counting how many drinks I have in the pub?" He made a mock sad face.
"Sorry about that." She said feelingly. "But probably that's the reason, that and counting calories at the back of the chips packet..."

Inwardly, she mused, "And they say, a woman is bad in Maths..."

6 Comments:

Blogger Tanushree said...

*Offers chocolate... and cheese... and ice cream too, for good measure...*

Fri Aug 03, 08:57:00 AM  
Blogger Chilla-Bong said...

Amazing....best depiction of cases where fairer sex outshines their counterpart in numerical analyis. As heard from one of my married friends "Huh who knew you need to look at the calender before deciding whether to buy the latex".With the risk of being flogged for gross generalisation, let me stick out my neck....as someone surviving in finance industry we the males are only good in number when it pertains to currency. Remaining all scenarios are well covered by the better halves.
Glad to see you back

Sat Aug 04, 09:57:00 AM  
Blogger Aparna said...

@tanu: I'll take you up on your offer any day....PMS or no PMS... :)

@CB: And glad to see you back too!
'we the males are only good in number when it pertains to currency.'
- Does it explain the general male outlook that wives spend too much of their husband's money....because wives don't know how to count money? :)

Sun Aug 05, 09:41:00 PM  
Blogger Vani said...

u summed it up so well :-)i like reading ur blog

Sun Sep 02, 08:50:00 PM  
Blogger Aparna said...

@Vani: Thanks :)

Mon Sep 03, 03:23:00 AM  
Blogger Monika said...

so very true.. totally enjoyed reading it and remembered so many moments i have done the same......

Mon Sep 17, 01:40:00 AM  

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