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|Under A Different Sky
By Iffat Nawaz
The last days of Dhaka
The sun refused to come out during those days in Dhaka…those were the last days of Dhaka for me. I would remain in bed trying to locate the roots of my life. There were deaths outside, slow poisoning and the merciless winter bit hard into the naked chests and throats.
All I wanted to do was walk over to my veranda. I could see it from lying on my bed. I could see the dying bougainvillea mourning for her once red flowers, a few crows sat next to her, wet from the fog and the dew. The sky never changed colours; it remained heavy and grey, unaware and least bothered about what was going on under.
The weight of my body held me down against my bed, the weight of my soul drowned me closer to the core of the earth, I was ill and I was dying.
No…not from the outside perhaps. My body functioned quite well, could still run three to four miles a day, lift weights as much as the next girl, if not more. But I was still dying, I knew it, everyone around me knew it too. I would lie curled up, begging my insides to tell me what to do. My body didn't have any answers but my mind kept on urging me to get up, to face the sunless sky, to let the air cure my poor soul.
I tried getting up, after an hour of shifting sides, bleeding invisibly and crying desperately I lifted one leg, bended the other and slowly sat down on my bed. Now all I had to do was step down to the cold mosaic floor and walk over to the openness where lives were ending but could possibly give mine back.
But I just sat there, staring at my reflection. Thinking exactly why the life I live is important, why must I be saved, the clichéd dilemma of all species seeking attention?
Drowning in self-pity I made myself fill up with more tears and then the phone rang, who called? Did I want to look, feel important, call a friend, a family perhaps? “What is it that you need girl?” I wanted someone to ask.
Give me evolution I would beg, strength from the dark skies, a little of the love that my bougainvillea shares with the fog drenched crow. A swift slap maybe, a little interference, and maybe a little left over snow from my old winter gloves and a cup of tea with extra milk and sugar, not the way they drink it these days, and give me just a thought, any thought, I would beg that's all I need, I would say, that's all.
The phone rang again and I hurriedly picked it up to start my plea but no one was listening on the other side, they just kept talking for hours, while I dreamt about sunshine and the bottom of swimming pools. Messages came with warm winter wishes and packaged love was thrown around. I sat touching the frozen floor holding my phone tightly to my ear as my body continued dying and I never made it to my veranda during my last days of Dhaka.
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Has the season chapped your lips? Do you know why it happens and what to do about it?
Lips are mucous membranes, so they have very thin surface layers of skin. When compared to the skin on the rest of the face, lips are the most vulnerable to drying out. In fact, research shows that up to 10 times more moisture is lost through lips than from elsewhere on the face or body.
Winter air, blasts of wind, and the low humidity indoors all lead to a crisis for lips in the form of dehydration. Once moisture is sapped from skin cells, they become fragile so lips develop tiny splits and cracks. These tiny tears are what make chapped lips so painful heat, acidic food and even toothpaste can aggravate raw skin.
Licking your lips: the problem
Another mistake people make in the effort to treat chapped lips is scrubbing, peeling or biting off skin flakes. Picking at the already thin skin of the lips can lead to bleeding and severe discomfort. This slows the healing process and irritates the skin further.
Keep balm and carry on
Sealing Your Lips
By Dr. Shagufa Anwar
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