What's with me today? Never thought would ever have the tempo to do back-2-backs.
Something's gotten me
Something there is that......
Ok! Let me stop right here; Don't know what's with all this poetic crap (read the post below); I mean I do appreciate poetry and poetists (now there, I don't have the poetic license right!), but never thought it would my cup of Black Coffee (I don't T). So it was kind of strange that I got lulled away. Perhaps it was the frustness as I've mentioned in the footnote, or perhaps, more in the hind consciousness, it was the effort to put the idea - of the huge distance between thought and action - across in a more subtle manner , to make the reader - including myself - feel more intellectual and hence appreciate it better.
However. Whatever. Anyways. Haven't got any more of these 'brain-cache-memory-flushing' words; with the baggage of the last post atop, it really feels inappropriate to put down another of those arbit thoughts.This is the part whee I decide to strike out the caption. #24 tera number aayega, zaroor aayega!
So I guess that'll be it for now. I'll wonder a little more as I do.
SEE, it still hasn't left me!