Chatty Divas: Careful What you Wish For!

The Chatty Divas: “I am Psychic…I think!”

“You have a black tongue” were the words uttered in horror by my mother when I had cursed my brother for being mean to me. She’d made me unsay the words “hope something bad happens to you.” Then she’d sat me down and explained how whatever I said came true and why.

It seems my tongue has two black strips, like a runway’s tarmac, running along its entire length. It’s an old Indian superstition that people who have black spots on their tongue are capable of predicting things and what they say or wish for comes true. I am the queen of predictions and the mirror of the future.

I know it’s a silly old superstition and I don’t believe in it so much but I am forced to take it seriously when what I say actually happens, time after time. This freaks me out and sends chills down my spine. Coming back to my brother  – he broke his arm an hour after me damning him.

In the year 2003 I had developed heart palpitations and skipped heartbeat. My doctor had referred me to a cardiologist, who had then sent me for a couple of tests: Echo cardiogram and Treadmill test (TMT). Going to a cardiologist was scary and I had all the symptoms of a full blown heart disease, my obese frame added to my worries. I was petrified and couldn’t sleep a wink the night prior to the tests. Since my husband had been posted away from home for six months, my good friend Sukhi had offered to accompany me to the hospital.

I was prepped up for the TMT and was given a sleeveless jacket to wear over my trembling body; there were a lot of wires and a battery attached to my body, the wire from the battery was hooked on to the treadmill I was to walk on. I walked on the treadmill for ten minutes at various speeds and it was over. I was so relieved and went over to the radiology department for the other test, Echocardiogram.

Meanwhile, my doctor had gone off for lunch, leaving me hanging in that stupid sleeveless jacket. I was asked to come back after 2 hours. I was shocked. Here was a scared and worried patient who had mustered up enough courage to come for these tests and be over and done with as soon as possible, and the doctor had been so heartless! I had been so hurt at the callousness of my doctor who couldn’t wait for 10 more minutes to have his lunch.

I had mumbled in hurt and anger, “How mean is this doctor, he could have waited for ten minutes for my test to get over before heading home for his lunch.”  Sukhi had placated me and taken me to her place for lunch; she is a sweetheart and has always been my rock in times of need.

On returning to the hospital after a couple of hours, a bizarre sight greeted us. My cardiologist was wheeled through the hospital’s doors; it seems he had met with an accident on his way home. He had a fractured leg and was in a lot of pain. He summoned a nurse and instructed her to take me to another doctor for the test; maybe he had sensed my black tongue and my psychic abilities.

Superstition or Black Tongue?

Did I do that? I was in a state of shock and remembered my mother’s words, “You have a black tongue, and everything you say comes true, so please think before you speak.” Sukhi, who knew of my powers, smiled at me. I thought to myself, “Have I done this? Am I capable of performing magic? Am I psychic?”

If I were, I would wish for all the good things in life, like hiring Salman Khan as my bodyguard, having Oprah Winfrey as my next door neighbor, golfing with Tiger Woods, playing for the Indian Cricket team…the list is endless. Most importantly, I would wish for a zero figure and eat tons of chocolates and not put on a pound.

Sulekha Rawat,  along with Kriti Mukherjee, brings east and west insights into Chatty Divas, their blog on ‘Lassi with Lavina’

Check out Sulekha and Kriti’s site: www.socialpotpourri.com

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