My first turn...

All these days, I have been lying on my back…not at all an interesting thing to do. You could see everything only from the angle they put you in and cannot see or do too many things…but there is nothing much that can be done about it. Mum says everyone has to spend some early days like this. People come to see me and take me in their arms, smile at me. This is the only other thing I did. Actually, not many people came to see me. After close to three and a half months, after begging and pleading with God, I finally achieved my first milestone—I took my first turn on March 7. Wow! How wonderful it felt. Mum was elated! My boredom came to an end…at least I had something different to do. I could turn around and see what I wanted to and not wait for someone to come and show me, though I didn’t know to identify what I saw…I didn’t have names for things…but there were many colours, many objects…it was so much fun. The moment I got up in the morning, I would turn around and begin to watch. Mum used to say, “take rest, Ishu…there is no hurry. These things will not go away.” But I was too excited to stop. Mum took pics of me to show dad and her sisters…she was proud of me. After all, her son’s first achievement J