it is claustrophobia. i always knew it, but it got reinforced a while back. had been to a lecture session. the audience was more than the room could accommodate... and lo! instead of concentrating on the lecture, i kept on concentrating on the clock... the mind and its power. since i dislike closed spaces, the bugger would just not let me put my attention to what was being said!!
sweating and feeling like passing out, i was happy when the talk got over...i rushed out to be able to breathe properly... what a relief!!
small little things that we take for granted, but how important these are.
A Durga Pujo Story
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