Nothing....Truly.....

My mind jammed. I had this what they called writer's block. So what I do? I lighted up my ciggarette and with every puff I took I was inspired. But still nothing to write...Inspired but totally useless. "C'mon you can do it..." I said to myself. "Don't let those ciggarettes wasted." 6 sticks in 6 minutes and still nothing happened. What should I do. I laid down and closed my eyes for 10 seconds, no 20 seconds oh no, its 5 minutes I think. By the time I opened my eyes it was exactly 1 hour and 10 minutes. "Shit, I was asleep." Blame it to my comfy pillow.

I made myself a cup of hot Milo. "Emmm...marvellous." Within 5 minutes it's all gone. Still nothing in my mind. "Wah...this is terrible. May be a yoga will clear the clog in my mind. Ah...may be 1 more ciggarette will do." I reached for my ciggarette pack but it was empty dumpty. I was ran out of inspirational source. "What the heck, the shop is only 5 minutes away." 10 minutes later, I was fully back up with 2 packs of king size ciggarette. Then, I had another problem. It was my lighter. It won't work. Krit....krit....and no fire at all. Jammed like my mind. I went straight to my kitchen and light up my double burner stove as a substitute for the lighter. Vaah....within a second I burnt a bit of my cultivated and groomed hair of my upper lip or a moustache. "Damn it, now I have to trim it back."

It was though...My mind don't want to cooperate at all. I looked at my watch, it was 9.00 pm. "May be I shouldn't force it." After a thorough consideration, I switched on my PS 2 and played Winning Eleven. Goal! Every matched I played I won....Too easy...I switched off the console. By then it was 11.00 pm and I went straight to sleep....zzzzzzzzz......