Allergic to fresh air?

Allergic to fresh air? It was 3:45 a.m.— that magical hour the spiritually inclined refer to as Brahma Muhurat , when the soul is supposed to awaken and connect with higher realms. I have no idea where my soul was although my body had awoken not for enlightenment, but because of a dry, blocked nose, itchy throat and headache. My whole being felt like what clothes might feel after going through the spin cycle in the washing machine. I stumbled out of bed, trying to recall what I had done to anger the gods the previous day, but nothing came to mind. I passed the day trying to stay distracted. I took whatever I could to relieve me of the pain and discomfort and stayed busy, thinking it was a cold and would be gone within a week or maximum, seven days. But it persisted and when after a couple of days, a friend uttered the word ‘anti-allergic’ in passing, it hit me! Do you remember those pictures in our Hindi books of class 2 and 3, of a sunrise? There would a couple of birds with ...