Uniquely Priya is out of order. She is feeling disgusted with the severe neck pain and not-so-severe fever she has been suffering from the past couple of days. 😦
This is one of those times when she wishes she could just say good bye to all the crappy things in life she puts up with on a daily basis and go on that much deserved vacation. Some place with loads of greenery and water. Preferably alone. Without any means of communication. With just a handful of books and some music and, of course, loads of money. But, as of now, she does not see even a tiny inkling of probability of this dream of hers coming true in the near future. There is as much chance of a vacation happening as there is of UP becoming Queen of Timbucktoo.
As of now, she is just where she is. And tired. She wishes that someone could atleast wring that neck of hers, so that it would be peaceful forever. She is sure that there would be some, if not many, volunteers ready to do that. Till then, ‘Hail white-collared labourers! You are just great!’