I am limping, no not in my spirituality experiments, nor in my blog-writing but literally I am limping.
I was having bath. Phone rings. I normally ignore it. Let them call again. But somehow by twist of fate, I decided I will answer the phone. Came out or rather stepped out of the bathroom and slipped. One leg folded, one leg stretched. What a fall it was! But I did not scream, or yell. Like a mature adult got up and dragged myself to phone. (You see, I was alone at home. What is the use of drama when there are no spectators.)
Doctors say it is some ligament sprain and will take 3 weeks to cure. So I am limping.
I was having bath. Phone rings. I normally ignore it. Let them call again. But somehow by twist of fate, I decided I will answer the phone. Came out or rather stepped out of the bathroom and slipped. One leg folded, one leg stretched. What a fall it was! But I did not scream, or yell. Like a mature adult got up and dragged myself to phone. (You see, I was alone at home. What is the use of drama when there are no spectators.)
Doctors say it is some ligament sprain and will take 3 weeks to cure. So I am limping.
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