I could remember when my younger brother had a critical surgery a few years ago and about two weeks after the operation, he called me sounding really frustrated.
I remember clearly and before the surgery, he had been talking about all the things he
was going to do once it was over. I think he expected the operation to be the hardest part.
He didn't realize how much patience recovery would require. When I went to see him, he was just sitting on the edge of his bed with his phone in his hand.
I asked him how he was feeling and he said,
Bibu, I'm tired of this thing. at first i thought he was talking about the pain but he started explaining how tired he was ofbhaving to ask him for everything he needed him getting up needed someone to bring him water wouldn't just do little things that you always don't for a chef and this was someone who used to be in the person everybody caught.
He didn't hear what first said anymore was how so he was recording drinking pop every day no solid food and every morning he would wake up hoping he would feel much better only to discover that he still couldn't do certain things on his own he remember him telling me I thought I'll be back to normal by now but that is how life has always been.