Panic.

I dedicate this to a fellow LBC blogger who gave me a panic attack recently!

All wound up on the edge Terrified Sleep disturbed restless mind Petrified
Bouts of fear permeate All I see Heightening nervousness Threatens me
I am paralyzed So afraid to die
Caught off guard warning signs Never show Tension strikes choking me Worries grow
Why do I feel so numb? Is it something to do with where I come from? Should this be fight or flight? I don’t know why I’m constantly so uptight
Rapid heartbeat pounding through my chest Agitated body in distress I feel like I’m in danger Daily life is strangled by my stress
A stifling surge Shooting through all my veins Extreme apprehension Suddenly I’m insane
Lost all hope for redemption A grave situation desperate at best
Why do I feel so numb? Is it something to do with where I come from? Should this be fight or flight? I don’t know why I’m constantly reeling
Helpless hysteria A false sense of urgency Trapped in my phobia Possessed by anxiety
Run Try to hide Overwhelmed By this complex delirium
Helpless hysteria A false sense of urgency Trapped in my phobia Possessed by anxiety
Run Try to hide Overwhelmed By this complex delirium.

I hope you enjoyed reading this post on the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where twelve of us write on the same topic. Today’s topic has been chosen by yours truly. The eleven other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order, Anu, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, ShackmanThe Old Fossil and Will. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, do give some allowance for that too!

Satisfaction.

My friend Sandeep who is on an all too short vacation in Pune sent this message to me over the phone on reading an earth shattering news item.

“The Rolling Stones are going on tour again. Mick Jagger is also 69 and if he can do it, so can you.”

I responded:

“Indeed I can and I shall when I am able to.”

Sandeep and his delightful wife Dipali live in Sheffield UK and have been urging me to come over and spend some time with them there. I had hoped to do so this summer, but my higher power has other plans.

I cannot think of a better way to express my inability than to share this with my readers. Sandeep I hope that you are reading this.

I can’t get no satisfaction
I can’t get no satisfaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no

When I’m drivin’ in my car
And that man comes on the radio
He’s tellin’ me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination
I can’t get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say

I can’t get no satisfaction
I can’t get no satisfaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no

When I’m watchin’ my TV
And that man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be
But he can’t be a man ’cause he doesn’t smoke
The same cigarrettes as me
I can’t get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say

I can’t get no satisfaction
I can’t get no girl reaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no

When I’m ridin’ round the world
And I’m doin’ this and I’m signing that
And I’m tryin’ to make some girl
Who tells me baby better come back later next week
‘Cause you see I’m on losing streak
I can’t get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that’s what I say

I can’t get no, I can’t get no
I can’t get no satisfaction
No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

English Spring.

My friend Sandeep, currently resident of Sheffield, England, had this to say a while ago on a chat;

“The missus is out getting a haircut
I went for a walk in the fields
behind the house
God – I love England in the spring and summer.
Wish u could visit us here”

And I responded:

“Yes, remember that old song, Oh to be in England now that spring is here?
Peter Sellers I think.”

I wish that I could be with him and his ebullient missus Dee.

I can’t but I can share with my readers what I shared with Sandeep. I hope that it gives you as much pleasure to listen to it as it did for me and Sandeep.