Who me?
I'm my room at this time of the day sipping tea and listening to a beautiful morning raag called Ahir Bhairav in flute by D. Madhusudan and though I'm not at my usual couch, in my usual setting with my little fur babies seated around me I feel somewhat better.
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Just as I was writing this post a phone call had me engaged for most part of an hour and all that I was meant to write doesn't mean much since we are nearing a later part of morning, one which has me contemplating workout.
Right then Thursday it is and we are nearing the end of 4th lockdown which is pretty much non existent seeing how most people who were expected to stay indoors have now begun pouring out in droves and why not? They are suffering, their businesses are suffering and not everyone has reservoirs of cash.
Life isn't fun right now and so I make a little space for myself in this room, cooling under liquid blast of cold conditioned air, gazing at the heat wave outside and pretending we are all fine.
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