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Monday, 16 April 2012



I have been wearing my spectacles from last fifteen years now. To be very honest with you, I can’t see anything without them. So I wear them mostly all the time. When I sleep I keep them by the bedside and the first thing I do in the morning is to put them on my nose. The moment I do that everything takes a shape and colour. It is a satisfactory feeling.

I read somewhere that spectacles were invented as early as 1284 in Italy. I must say it is amazing. Somehow I can’t imagine my life without spectacles. I have changed my spectacles three times in last fifteen years. I have preserved all the old ones.

Nowadays there are so many varieties of frames available in market. Only last Sunday I went with my daughter to the market. She has been having problems with her eyesight. She complained that she couldn’t see what the teacher was writing on the blackboard in the class. We got her eyesight tested and the doctor recommended her to wear spectacles. And therefore we went to the market.

She took about two hours to check everything. There were some eye glasses she liked but didn’t suit her face and there were some that suited her face but she didn’t like. I must say I was very irritated. I mean how can one think about a pair of eye glasses so much. They are so simple- just take any one of them. But no- for my daughter this was the matter of national importance.

To make things far more difficult- the shopkeeper suggested my daughter to try contact lenses. All hell broke loose. Now my daughter announced that she is no longer interested in eye glasses and will only wear contact lenses.

I just put my foot down. This was simply not possible. I have grave doubts about the safety of these contact lenses. I mean, to put something in one’s eyes. The thought itself is scary. Plus they are so expensive. I immediately walked out of the shop. It was enough.

Now my daughter has stopped talking to me from that day. She avoids me and my wife told me yesterday that she has not been eating properly. Oh God!!!!! What should I do? Let me just go and try and talk to her. Let me take your leave now. Take care. Bye.

Next Sunday the daughter was gifted a beautiful pair of contact lenses by the “common man”.

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