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Insomnia at the rig
Published by Abhilash Ravishankar on Monday, December 03, 2007 at 2:08 AMIt's 3 in the morning. A very cold one. I step out of this box that I call home nowadays, and the chill breeze knocks me out. The sand in the wind hits me like a million needles. The sea lies calm. As always.
In front of me stands a 50 metre tall mast. The rig.
It's come back for me again. Insomnia. This time, however, there's no caffeine in my blood. 4 movies on a trot, that's all. And the thought of what life holds for me in 3 years.
Hold on. Do you hear Ozzy singing? Mama, I'm coming home.
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