May be I was thinking out aloud or may be it was just a silly grunt but in a moment it was all clear; it all made sense in such a translucent and lucid manner like it had never done before. It was almost a year. Few more days and it would be a wholesome 365 days since my mind had struggled with the systematically strewn keys to put together glimpses of thoughts into a decent paragraph or something.
Playing a child’s game if my limbs were separate characters, who would be blamed for this barren spell? Certainly not the brain! It had kept itself brine with intermittent interesting notions, which occasionally got transformed into witty remarks and left listeners awed. Were the ten fingers culprit? Well, they never betrayed. Their support was always there; never denying when it came to forming articulate sentences out of twisted ideas. As a matter of fact, these fingers seemed almost eager to help even when it was not required, drumming away table surfaces, chair handles whenever it felt idle.
Playing a child’s game if my limbs were separate characters, who would be blamed for this barren spell? Certainly not the brain! It had kept itself brine with intermittent interesting notions, which occasionally got transformed into witty remarks and left listeners awed. Were the ten fingers culprit? Well, they never betrayed. Their support was always there; never denying when it came to forming articulate sentences out of twisted ideas. As a matter of fact, these fingers seemed almost eager to help even when it was not required, drumming away table surfaces, chair handles whenever it felt idle.
--- Sanchita – 203
June 6th, 2008, 1640 Hrs
June 6th, 2008, 1640 Hrs
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