I began using spectacles in my mid-forties or early
fifties when I squinted to read the names of the lipsticks on the tubes, and
they’ve been perched on my nose like two little watchdogs also helping me focus.
My spectacles are not just a medical necessity. When I first started wearing them, I felt awkward,
but now they’re me—an important part of
my persona.
Choosing a frame is an emotional journey and can be
quite a time-consuming task unless you’re not particular about colour, size, shape, and how well the frame suits your face. You’ve got to decide whether you want the nerdy look or to go with what’s trending. I’ve worn the square and
rectangular frames, the steel frame, and currently sport a hexagonal plastic frame.
Contact lenses? That was never an option for me. To
find them I would have to wear a pair of spectacles! The doctor gently told me
that I would have to continue wearing spectacles even after cataract surgery,
and that makes me a life member of the bespectacled tribe.
There have been a couple of occasions when I’ve
forgotten my spectacles at home or have turned the house upside down searching
for them only to have someone point out that they’re resting on my head or turn up in the most unlikely of places.
Life for the bespectacled tribe is a little different:
Hide and Seek
You wake up and look for your extra pair of eyes patting
down surfaces on your nightstand, shuffling papers until you uncover them
beneath the book you are reading.
Smudge
Smudges have this uncanny knack of appearing mysteriously
from nowhere and blur your vision. You haven’t touched your face or your
spectacles. You try wiping away the smudge with the corner of your T-shirt, and
the smudge grows larger. Argh!
The Steam/fog
effect
Spectacles tend to fog up the moment you start sipping
hot chai or your cup of joe. They give you a hard time when you step out of an
air-conditioned vehicle. The world appears misty and blurred. My spectacles
were at their foggiest best during Covid each time I donned a face mask. I sought Divine intervention every time I
walked on the road wearing a mask.
Life can be a little misty sometimes, and that’s okay as long as you’re wearing the right frames to see through.
This post is part of the BlogchatterHalf Marathon 2025.
Imagecredit :Gemini.
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