When Giddiness Attacks Poem by Indira Renganathan

That was a day restless my head was
Reeling and rolling all things around
Confused confusing all things around
Expecting my deathany moment
I quickly summed up all about me
I looked at my history and asked
"What do you think I have been so far
Any remedy for any wrong? "

"I'm dizzied friend, you're so unbalanced
Like now you've always dizzied yourself
So unbalanced between this and that
At last giving up all strength to rest
Cooking alone your foremost resort"
Puked all about me my history

"Is it wrong to cook and eat? "I asked

But right at that moment just popped up
Dizziness to show its persona
That was like a bog and a quicksand
I was swirled somewhere down round, down round
Dizziness retched all its repulsion
Gushed out"Your cooking is no wrong but
Your eating alone is unbalanced
You eat a lot or eat not at all"

At that my history rightly poked
"Must seek to a remedydear friend"
"Yes, pitta, vata, kapha doshas
Unbalanced body, mind, emotions
Set them right and don't call me often"
Dizziness said tired of spinning me

Conceited head was on its own roll
That I just could not make it say yes
Yet touchingly to my inner sense
My halfway left history whispered
"I have still many pages unfilled
Don't worry, you will make it for me
Get well soon my dear friend" and went paused

Allopathy or Ayurveda?
Some suggest this and some suggest that
"Anything" fatigued my body says
Against its resistless giddiness