Eye tests continued

My mother just under went an eye surgery. For two days and two nights she has reluctantly followed all instructions - no phone conversations, no computer screen, no reading, wear dark glasses all day and most importantly - REST. She patiently lets me give her her daily dose of three different eye drops five times a day. I cant explain how hard this is for her. She is a workaholic, addicted to her phone and computer - all day and for most parts of the night.

Tonight she is finally very irritated and in a bad mood. She wants to start reading and driving her car and making phone calls and swimming in the vast ocean of the Internet.

While she is sulking, and we are both lying on the bed, she makes me read to her 'postoperative precautions' from the hospital's website. She wants to know how soon she can leave this exile. The website says "Rest is important for healing". I tell her this and she gets more agitated - its certainly not what she wants to hear.

I then remember Sindhu's essay and read out the last paragraph to her.

Ma says "I like the last line - 'But sadly with both eyes, I began to dream."

After a second thought she adds "There is nothing sad about this part."

She shuts one eye, looks at the wall and says it looks greenish-yellow.
Then shuts the other and says the wall looks white.