I was okay till my daughter was born. A sound sleeper. A creature that did not roam around in the night, haunted by thoughts, which sometimes by morning, seem silly. Someone who slept through the night. Soundly. Unmindful of the night-time noises. (and no, my husband does not snore! Am not referring to that!)
Then she passed me a contagious disease which new born babies often pass to their parents—Insomnia. And I have suffered from it ever since.
I have tried everything from “41 tried and tested methods to cure insomnia” to deep breathing techniques, to Yoga (I religiously practice yoga too—along with my daily work-outs) to just plain counting sheep. The problem with the last being, sheep often turn into cows, and dragons and elves and gnomes, and fairies and dwarfs and other fantastic creatures, and they whiz past so fast inside my head till I cannot count anymore!!
And now I find that I attract people with the same problem too! Four of my friends are Insomniacs. I thought my problem was bad, but when I hear about theirs, they seem to be veterans at it.(Insomniacs of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your sleep!)
Now, it has stayed with me for so long that I no longer see it as a ‘problem’(Like the Stockholm syndrome!) I’ve learnt to live with it, and even like it at times! I love the silence of the night, while the whole world around me sleeps.(Okay, the immediate world surrounding me. Not those call centre employees and the BPO units) I love the time to think. I love the time to dissect my thoughts. I love the time to read. In peace, without interruptions. I love the midnight chats online (yes—sometimes I login in the middle of the night too and chat with friends. After all, it is not night everywhere—In Australia, it is already tomorrow!)
And I have realized that not all phases of Insomnia are non-productive. Some of my better poems have been written at nights while the midnight oil burnt! Some of my most brilliant ideas have come to me during the sleepless nights. Insomniacs are usually furious thinkers. They tend to worry over what seem small things to others. They are sensitive and kind human beings and a lot of fun to be with…No—these observations aren’t supported by any scientific study, but I’m sure all my friends will agree and vouch for them!
And the best cure for insomnia is usually the realization that it is time to get up!