Retiring to bed after a long and tiring day, I hoped to fall asleep within no time. Generally I have no problem falling asleep. But last night it appeared the sleep was upset with me for some reason and totally abandoned me without a feeling of guilt or remorse. How could it be so merciless? I have always been so respectful towards it, following a more or less diligent sleep routine. I failed to understand the reason for its ire with me!
I lay on my bed, eyes shut trying to invite the elusive sleep. I tried to divert my mind to some soothing and calming memory so that I would drift off into the dream world with ease. All my efforts of counting the sheep, reciting some chants or any other such effort was in vain! Suddenly the night appeared to be so long. I became aware of each small sound in my surrounding. The ticking of the clock, the faint sound of the movement of the fan, the dog howling somewhere, the trucks on the highway honking, the buzzing of the mosquito. I felt this was probably the first time that I had actually paid attention to these mundane sounds which probably were present every night.
My constant tossing and turning had no impact what so ever on husband dear as he seemed to be blissful in his reveries. That left me even more annoyed and irritated. I went out to watch T.V for some time but found nothing interesting. Didn’t fancy reading a book too! So went back to bed. The saga of tossing around continued. Checking the time I realised that it was only 10 minutes since I last checked the time. Isn’t it funny, when you are happily snoozing you feel the time passes by so quickly? But when awake in the middle of the night, each moment seems like eternity. Holding on to my thoughts , I finally drifted off to sleep, catching up with a few winks at around 3 in the morning only to be woken up by the blaring alarm at 5:30 AM.
Have you ever spent a night when sleep disowned you?