No Meeting

We both met each other for the first time at the doctor’s office. Son, and I had shifted back from New Bedford, Massachusetts, and I had needed a primary care physician, which Son selected for me. The lady in question introduced herself, and found out my name, and so on. She had my phone number before I left.

She phoned me the next day, and so our telephonic conversations started. She invited me to a lunch at her home. Before I could reciprocate, I had to leave for Peshawer. After coming back the COVID-19 took place, and my children decided that their mother shouldn’t go out at all. She should remain at home to be safe from the threat of catching the dreaded virus.

There was a time when parents made decisions for their children, but now it is the other way round. Parents have to follow the rules which the children implement.

In the beginning I balked, but now I’m so used to staying at home. Son tired of frequent driving tries to coax me to drive him here, and there. I turn him down. Now the lady whom I met a few months earlier wants to visit me, because she was asking for my address. I was like very reluctant. When you know that the virus is still out there, it’s kind of hard to ignore it.

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