Saturday, 4 December 2010


There are so many frustrations these days that one can't help swearing: finding oneself jammed in the traffic disgestion twice each day from home to work and work back home without knowing which direction to get out, having to go to a hospital either for one's own examinations (and tests) or for one's beloved's, or to visit some dear ones or friends under treatment seeing all the people hustling like in a city within another city, turning on the TV set to find there's nothing of interest being shown day to day etc., well, too many to numerate.

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