The City behind the Window

In Delhi. The unknown lies just meters away, waits behind the door. But my body decided I’m not ready yet for the adventure. A tonsillitis languished me so much, that I hardly get out of the bed the first days. I sleep endlessly.

I only sit up when the lovely housekeeper brings a Tulsi tea, a special Indian tea that can cure any illness. The days go by with bad dreams. I sweat so much that the sheet underneath my body is soaked and I’m lying in the middle of a pool. If I’m awake, my concentration is hardly strong enough to read for half an hour. Once I managed to get to the balcony where I watched the green parrots and the exuberant green.

The view from the balcony, unfortunately without parrots this time.

On the third day my body grew stronger than the bacteria – with some help from the doctor. I collected all my strengh to make my way to a tiny little pharmacy just around the corner. On a piece of paper I wrote down my self-bestowed diagnosis and the drug I wanted to have. Only two month ago I successfully fought a tonsillitis, so I thought Penicillin could do it again. The chemist accepted the makeshift precription, signed it and handed over the Amoxycillin.

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