Its three something in the afternoon. I'm feeling sleepy. My ear is paining. I guess I've destroyed my ear drum. And then its Monday. That means I have to write at least two to three stories for rest of the week. Boy!!! How do you think I will handle this??
But you know what? This always happens and I always handle it. Isn't this so strange...I don't understand how this machine, my body, has been made. To me its miraculous. Working under strange conditions even when the brain doesn't function as it should. Huh!! This ability to push further is what??Will I guess. But where does it happen?Inside the brain? Can I ever see this force. I do feel it , experience it. But I never get to know where it works. Where in my body??
Like Gulzaar Saab says," Dard kya hai? Kyun hai? Kahan hota hai yeh bhi to pata nahi!!"...Indeed I always wonder where these forces, this urge to do better, to continue work, to forgive, also that feeling of pain when you really miss someone. Where do all these work? Where do they happen? I never understand. Seriously, when I miss someone and it feels terrible, I try to find out where in my body does it feel so. Never found out. Poets say its the heart and soul. I know it cannot be the heart. Scientifically that's not related to emotions directly I guess. Soul....Hmmmm...Now that's something. May be that is where. But then that's not a part of my body I guess. But why do I feel this strange thing. This "will" thing within me. So? Is brain the right answer. But I don't feel anything here in my brain.....I feel its somewhere else..Well, you would laugh at me.....
