Last say I saw a very odd photograph were a well known American socialite was seen with a handful of needles pricked on to her face, as a part of her ‘routine’ beauty treatments. Although she was quoted saying that it was utmost relaxing, and rejuvenated her skin, I was taken aback seeing the amount of needles on her so called ‘relaxed’ face. Pricking all over the face with sharp needles may be relaxing for her and many others out there, but for me it’s would be the most dreadful thing to happen as I do have a phobia for needles, and can't even stand sight of injection needles and syringes. Needles give me tremendous panic attacks out of the blue, and for this reason I always keep being doubly cautious not to get sick and become a prey to those sharply pointed needles in various lengths.
“Do I have to get a needle shot?”, dad’s very familiar with this dreading question of mine, and he will always make sure to say a pacifying NO in advance, before getting in to the doctors' clinics every time, fearing the possible 'war-zone' that would arise if I see injection needles . There had been many dramatic instances of panic attacks throughout my life, when I shamelessly screamed and howled my ass off, thus creating many embarrassing moments for my dad who used to patiently hold my hand tightly until the whole ‘injection’ process gets over. Until the latter half of my adult hood I had many such terrible struggles with my needle phobia, and at times used to get terribly hysterical on seeing injection needles that dad and mom used to find it really hard to physically restrain me throughout the ‘injection’ process. By now you all might have got a fair share of idea about my fear for injection needles.
My phobia is neither a fully blown one and nor a mild dread, but an average case of heebie jeebie which gets worse only at the sight of needles. As a part of his efforts to help me get rid of my fear, my dad even tried showing me a lot of pictures and videos , but he has never been completely successful yet, as I still can’t watch the sight of injection needles finding their smooth way into my flesh.
Recently our family doctor asked me to do a thyroid test where my blood sample had to be taken. I was about to yell out a flat refusal, when my dad jumped in and said Yes much to my shock and disbelief. I knew I would faint on seeing the sharp edged needle but had no other choices left. Sadly I agreed to get it done and went in to the lab holding my dad’s hands, only to hide my nerve jangling reactions, as I never wanted my dad to get more embarrassed due to my silliness. More than the pain, it was the thought and sight of the sharp pointed needle that send chills down my spine, and for this reason I closed my eyes tightly and again held my dad’s hands when I knew that the nurse was coming near to take my blood sample. The whole process lasted less than five minutes and I never opened my eyes due to the immense fear of watching the needle draining out my blood like the (in)famous Count Dracula.
I keep wondering how the celebs agree for Botox treatments and get needles pricked on to their skin, as I don’t think I can ever do that in my life even if I am promised a young(ish) and supple skin.
Why I hate April 1st
I hate April 1st, the very ‘popular’ Fools’ day, and am not a huge fan of the asinine, tricky and irksome April Fool pranks, unfunny and uncouth most of the times. Of all the sort of holidays that I have all the year round, this is the wackiest and intolerable one, especially when Fools’ day pranks take harsh and cruel turns and end up in gruesome disasters instead of laughter. For me, a new day always means tons of enjoyment, be it big or small, and for this reason hardly have any interest in digging out the best of the pranks, only to go around and fool everyone that I see in front. But I do know a lot of eager pranksters who restlessly wait for this day, to play eerie pranks or cook-up crazy hoaxes, thinking that their ‘efforts’ would make people laugh their heads off. They are totally wrong because I don’t think I will be able to laugh if I see someone’s with a shocked face wondering at his/her naivety, while the other, or a prankster, laughing meanly and crazily at the success of his/her prank.
I enjoy humor like everyone, but not at the cost of someone's innocence. A joke or a prank is never funny unless it’s equally enjoyed by all. But nowadays there’s nothing called a loving or likable April Fools' Day joke/prank, and all that I’ve been finding throughout these years are those rude and nasty ones which are meant to make someone look stupid for believing what they heard/saw. This is nothing but conceit, and not joke. So I often spend this day far away from the known and unknown pranksters around, not because I am ‘allergic’ to jokes, but due to fear of the amount of craziness and hurtful intentions behind them, sometimes amounting to annoying me for no reason of mine. It's shocking but true that many people often don’t make out the fine line between pranks and bullying, instead go around pestering others in the false notion that they are trying to spread humor around. The pranksters may enjoyed the so called ‘intelligently’ created joke, whereas the victims, in most cases, would look dumbstruck and pale in front of others, cursing their credulity. Is being naive bad? Technically it’s never, but while considering today’s world, nativity may result in unforeseen incidents that often may not have happier endings. So credulity should be limited to reasonable level, and should be balanced with a bit of suspicion, making sure that one is never vulnerable to some of those intense pranks.
Do we need a day for mean and pointless jokes, a day to go-on fooling around? I know very well that some of you may call me pretentious and snobbish, but I don’t care. People have already crowded me with those names more times that I can ever count. For most of the people around, this day is only meant for the unending exploitation of some of the most gullible ones out there, and for this reason I hate this day, and have never tried to play pranks on anyone around.
There was a time when I used to enjoy the cheery jokes and pranks of my school mates, but bygone are those days, and now what I fear most on April first is the umpteen number of unfunny & gross pranks that people dig-up for the day, without even thinking about their aftermaths.
I enjoy humor like everyone, but not at the cost of someone's innocence. A joke or a prank is never funny unless it’s equally enjoyed by all. But nowadays there’s nothing called a loving or likable April Fools' Day joke/prank, and all that I’ve been finding throughout these years are those rude and nasty ones which are meant to make someone look stupid for believing what they heard/saw. This is nothing but conceit, and not joke. So I often spend this day far away from the known and unknown pranksters around, not because I am ‘allergic’ to jokes, but due to fear of the amount of craziness and hurtful intentions behind them, sometimes amounting to annoying me for no reason of mine. It's shocking but true that many people often don’t make out the fine line between pranks and bullying, instead go around pestering others in the false notion that they are trying to spread humor around. The pranksters may enjoyed the so called ‘intelligently’ created joke, whereas the victims, in most cases, would look dumbstruck and pale in front of others, cursing their credulity. Is being naive bad? Technically it’s never, but while considering today’s world, nativity may result in unforeseen incidents that often may not have happier endings. So credulity should be limited to reasonable level, and should be balanced with a bit of suspicion, making sure that one is never vulnerable to some of those intense pranks.
Do we need a day for mean and pointless jokes, a day to go-on fooling around? I know very well that some of you may call me pretentious and snobbish, but I don’t care. People have already crowded me with those names more times that I can ever count. For most of the people around, this day is only meant for the unending exploitation of some of the most gullible ones out there, and for this reason I hate this day, and have never tried to play pranks on anyone around.
There was a time when I used to enjoy the cheery jokes and pranks of my school mates, but bygone are those days, and now what I fear most on April first is the umpteen number of unfunny & gross pranks that people dig-up for the day, without even thinking about their aftermaths.
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