Here I am, sitting in my cubicle, opposite the printer, yet I don't have access to the printer - some kind of printer access rights issue ...
Sigh … so near and yet so far ….
So, how does one explain this peculiar situation? Probably one of the many quirks of life - those small ironies which life keeps throwing at us now and then …
Till a few days back - life was all about trying to dominate time - each and every minute vital - each and every second of paramount significance - yet here I am now - wishing time to pass - but it just stands still.
Finally, I am beginning to understand what the Great Men had meant when they had said "Time is of the essence".
And now its all about crawling - grovelling in the lowly dust - that chap Derozio certainly knew what he was talking about ….
I am the chained eagle ….
flap ..flap ..flap ..flap ..flap …
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