Musings of a besieged soul

 

Morning from now  on means 3 or 4 am. I woke up alert as  a busy bee. My mind and body , the whole 64 years of battle hard and bruised components,  seems to be behaving as if , its to become a part of WW3 action.  Well! Its deja vu all over!! 


The great predni , my cohabiting  friend for 7 to 8  yrs of the  end 21st century,  has once again decided to come back and be with me for some weeks. He was jealous to find Ms Corona , enticing me sleathly and managing to live inside my lungs for the past  ten days. By joe!  how can that be allowed to happen!!!  He beleives that this romancing  is his right!   So he , aided and abetted by our hard working and tired doctors , knocked and made his way into me yesterday, bag , baggage, lota , I pad and all. 

Now hold on. I am not a party to this forced occupation. My right of self determination is not even acknowledged. Just like that   fakir in Delhi.  You will realise that I am a mute spectator , as I watch  the lady corona and this 6 pack brute of a predni, invade me.

The irony and the ignomini of this stares at you when you realise that you have been unwittingly facilitating their entry and existance. Its then that your field training kicks in, the skills honed in after decades of warfare fought in the jungles of life. 

You realise this  gota be a new war doctrine, stealth, drones , cyber , chemical, Guantanamo bay et all!!  Here you got to fight the war of attrition. The end result does not matter. Well, there is no end result. All thats left will never be the same again, an endless tunnel , probably leading to after life when its due. The plumbing, the  machine parts and some hard wireing that they call as " me"  will all carry more tell tale signs of battles fought, get rickettier. But It sure will survive, it bloddy will. All it takes is to realsie that. 


The momment you get the tactic right, in your mind, your guests, however madly in love they are with  you, will get the feeling you are cheating on them. This makes living inside me less and less blissful. 

So the cat and mouse game  is on. I for one am battle ready. The passing of the days and the nights, the tracking of biomarkers, the scans, the chakravyuh of getting vanishing drugs, the cajoling of doctors to spell out what they think or  to admit what they dont,  is on.  Last but not the least finally doing this  also for the two other poor souls living with me as part of collateral damage. Ahoy , all hands on deck!!  The saga is on...

Dont ask me if blogging is part of the battle. I dont know but its one hell of a way to kill time from 4am. It also means some sadistic pleasure at making you guys read this. Good day!

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