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Still

After a hectic travel week to Guj and weekend in Hyd, i was supposed to be shaken back to work; shaken back!.
Supposed to be shaken out of the dull monotonous STILL-ness!

STILL the feeling of a suspended particle does not go.
I am here! Just!

like monu so aptly puts it: "life in Third Gear; ur moving and just that is it; not to fast; not to slow! just there"

I tried the "Mumbai Local rush hour treatment" to shake myself into life. Instead it pushed me further into "the viewer / observer" mode.

Seeing life pass by.
Not that i am not involved. I am too busy. But my mind seems to be working faster.

Its like how Neo Feels like at in the last part, he is just fighting effortlesly!

its STILL missing!

STILL


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Reeta Skeeter said…
The spell shall be broken :)
11:22 PM
dharmabum said…
i'd say you're lucky, but then it is all about perception, nay?
9:53 AM
starry said…
It takes time.
9:37 AM
AlterinG Abhishek said…
@skeety:
well mes waiting!!
1:51 PM
AlterinG Abhishek said…
@dharam:
Ya pal,
but discussing perception takes me to unknown discussions
1:52 PM
AlterinG Abhishek said…
@ SN:

:)
yes
1:52 PM
Arshi said…
But life is all about perception, thats what makes it so interesting..one can look at 1 thing in million ways...Still! How common this feeling is...till we decide to create value...added you in my favorites..Good read!
10:34 PM
My Unfinished Life said…
happens...i have these times ...but now being married and all..i wish i would feel like that sometimes....my life is like a mumbai local train..which i have missed by 2 secs..and im like always running after it to get on board....!!
11:43 PM
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