I am having nothing in mind as what to write here. I am feeling so damn free and useless. I hate being dependent on anyone, but I am having no choice now. I want to go back, to walk again, to move about, to do everything on my own, and to be busy. Very busy. Please God, end this punishment now, please. I am not doing any self-pity, but I want to get out of this damn plaster now. Also, as said in Hindi, "Khaali dimag, shaitaan ka ghar!" This mind wanders so much, cut it off please. What else do I write! (Enough of cribbing) I miss my cybershot! But even if I had it here, it won't be of much use as I am more of a stationary object now.