THINGS WE DON'T TALK ABOUT

There is always that one definite spot on your back that your arms, no matter how long they might be, cannot reach. For me, that spot is itching.

It has been itching away for the last couple of weeks and I've been twisting and turning, wriggling and squirming to reach it. And in despair I'm watching all my efforts go in vain. The condition has worsened and to make matters difficult I'm wondering if I'd developed some sort of zit or growth that I can't talk about nor can I look at it using a mirror and I'm losing my sleep over it and my hair is dishevelled and there are dark rings under my eyes. I don't know what to do.

And then I bought a back scratcher from the local have-it-all store. Peace.

– Kazi Akib Bin Asad, All is Well, SHOUT