Malvika's Ramblings

2 am

No position is the right one. Can’t breathe through the nose, the wind passage seems clogged. Breathe through the mouth and it’s parched in a few seconds. Gasping for air like a fish out of water. Turn on the fan and it’s too windy, and even under sheets one is too vulnerable. Switch off the fan and it’s stuffy. Another sweep of goosebumps, of chills. Nervousness like suddenly needles pricking under the skin. As if all the molecules inside are not very certain where their exact position is. Sleepy delirium but no sleep. TV that one has stopped registering. Books where after a point one can’t identify a Rushdie from a Rohinton Mistry. 5 trips to the fridge, of opening it, only to shut it as one is not really hungry at all. Another attempt to sleep. Face down or face covered or foetal rocking. No use. So much bechaini inside. The continuous tingling feeling as in before a sneeze, not just in the nose but the whole body. But no sneeze of course. Fuck Insomnia.