Nope...it's not..nothing like it used to be...not the least bit.
It's just painful, how excruciatingly difficult it has become for me to string words together in a sentence, that not only makes sense to me, but looks like something staring out of a paper to my eyes, and thus manages to create an image of what the sentence talks about, in my mind's inner eye, thus projecting a sentence, that MAKES SENSE. I used to be quite alright with stringing these multiple sentences together, use a few connecting words here and there, a few punctuations, a few spaces, and manage to convey a story, filled with characters, plot, lies, deceit, and any other masala (spice) that might be useful to get that concept into my readers' *Myself*, mind...with ease.

Whatever happened to the Divyesh of the old...*yes that's me*..:P

Where am I, where have I gone...when will I ever return?

Laziness is just the tip of the iceberg..I believe a part of my fingers has rubbed on some sort of magical powder, that's not allowing me to be as free-flowing as before.

Or maybe I'm just imagining things, I need to probably sleep on the right side of my bed for a change.

No one knows.

Script ideas to be converted to screenplay outlines...a huge concept for a full-length play to be written, and made into a do-able script...I have my hands full... and yet, every day seems like the same old mun-day-ne.
Hmmm...I did manage to string the above words together...hmm..*thinks hard*....perhaps I'm not quite out of it yet.

Next post, then. :)