Paradise Lost
My trip to Malaysia never happened. The allergies, not just ‘take a quick shot get your life back’ spring allergies, this was like some serious badass shit where I had to take steroids for the next five days and be confined to bed or couch in my case. On the positive note, ticket refund was just a slap on the wrist and I couldn’t care less if it gave sadistic pleasure to my colleagues at work to see my travel plans fail. Oh well, the beaches are supposed to be cleaner, tranquil, and bustling with warmer waves compared to the beaches in my part of the world. The water is always cold here! Flight to Florida is super short, beaches are pretty swelling there, South Beach is on top of the list for me. Maybe I could go there for a couple of days and not let my paid leaves from work go to a complete waste. That would be a shame, wouldn’t it? But the very next moment, South Beach, for no fault of it, plummeted to the very bottom! I hated Florida, hated South Beach, and who was I kidding, I hated my colleagues at work who might have secretly prayed to Satan to get my trip canceled! Not to mention, the cancelation charges was equivalent to costing me a business class ticket to South Beach! But I hated it! Didn’t I?
No Redemption
My head was spinning and even though I was watching the rerun of my favorite Golden Girls on Hallmark channel, I wasn’t feeling any better. The more I was trying to convince myself that I am a big girl and that the Universe has something better in store for me, more depressing my life was becoming with every passing minute. The cocktail of drugs and a quick shot of neat vodka that I sneaked in without my boyfriend noticed, was already doing a psychedelic number on me. I was on the verge of letting 10-year old out of my system, scream, yell, roll on the floor and take self-pity to the new heights, or is it the new lows? I will be spending all my vacation with my butt attached to the couch. Maybe I will die on this wretched couch. I am not sure if I were talking out loud or my adult self was having an internal dialog with my juvenile self. And now that I let the cat out of the bag, I needed to confront my feeling about the major, topmost thing that was crushing my soul.
A Horror Story
My dream of vacationing at a luxury spa resort amidst the lush bamboo rainforest had just crashed into a gazillion pieces! I had dreamt about Malaysia for the last seven months and now an unfulfilled dream that it had turned into, will haunt me for the rest of my perpetually doomed life. Will I wake up in cold sweat screaming because the bamboo will creepily crawl out from under my bed and choke me to death? Imagine another scenario, my hands, and feet are tied with a rope on a stretcher kind of a bed in an apocalyptic spa. My mouth is stuffed with gauze and there is a large earthen pot hung at half arm’s distance from my head, with a narrow hole, through which drips down rotten smelling coconut oil (that probably grew in the zombie graveyard) drop by drop right on the sweet spot on my forehead between my permanently contorted eyebrows. Day turns into night and night into another darker night. But the dripping doesn’t stop! That is perhaps the devil’s way of forcing my third eye to open. And it does! And all I see is bamboos and more bamboos, even people turning into walking stalks of bamboo who want to drum-beat me to my death. And my mangled bloody pulp…
Help is On the Way!
“Wo! You need to stop girl! You are beginning to scare me!” interrupts my savior. Guess what, I had actually been talking out loud all that while. He lifted my head as he sat next to me on the couch and gave me a hot cup of Chamomile tea. “I have a surprise for you,” said he with a warm smile and a twinkle in his eye. The tea did calm my nerves and hallucinations, and I thanked him after apologizing for embarrassing myself. But my reluctant ass was still not ready to detach itself from the couch. He lifted me up in his arms and made me close my eyes.
Surprise-Surprise!
When I opened my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I saw… My bedroom looked like a bamboo rainforest, with bamboo planters all over the room. P.S. I did not scream in horror on seeing the bamboo from my indulgent, consciously created nightmare while I was wide awake. I am a writer and sometimes can’t help diving into the dark and twisted world of fairy tales created by Grimm Brothers. My pillar of sanity was standing right next to me, clutching my hand tightly, fearing I might run back to my conjoined couch. But hell, no! I was thoroughly enjoying the pampering and personal attention. There was an eclectic bamboo light installation for mood lighting, tiny earthen bowls with exotically scented massage oils, kept over a bamboo side table, serene waterfall sound playing on the Bluetooth speaker and aromatic swirls in the air from my favorite Patchouli incense sticks. I gulped in the lungful of this visual deliciousness and that’s when I noticed something different about my bed…
Paradise Regained
I realized that the bedsheet in smoke blue color had eerily drawn me to it. In fact it had soaked up the entire spotlight in the room. When I touched it, I felt a rush of pure joy sweep over my entire being. “What is this baby?” I asked him and his reply, “love…”
Ever since that day, I have been in love with those heavenly bedsheets. I have in my closet a whole stack of Rayon from Bamboo Sheet Sets in White, Ivory, Charcoal, Gold, Grey, Light Blue, Purple, and White! Pardon me, but I may have turned into a walking-talking Wikipedia on this amazing bedding collection, which is an absolute must-buy for everyone! These sheets feel like silk, are incredibly soft and exude visual brilliance. And most importantly, these are hypoallergenic! I sleep better in them and my allergies are under control! And yes, the universe did after all have something special in store for me. If I had gone to Malaysia, perhaps my boyfriend wouldn’t have gone to the lengths of surprising me, making me feel better and bringing these wonderful sheets into my world. It wasn’t just my vacation that turned a bummer, but his as well. After I was able to finally get over my inflated sense of self-pity, with the help of my knight in shining armor and bamboo sheets, I surprised him as well! We sleep in the lap of nature and wake up smiling, well-rested and recharged. Addition of Rayon from Bamboo Duvet Cover Set was all that we needed to complete our circle of love.
Present Day… I am allergy free, drinking 500 ml of water every day, walk for at least 45 minutes with my dog Julia, rain or shine. And yes, our tickets to Malaysia are booked for July 2019!
P.S. I don’t need to cross my fingers, it’s time sleep in my nature inspired bamboo sheets…