A second I am writing an equation on the moisture content of
the wood, being equal to the difference in the mass of the wet and over-dried wood
sample divided by the over-dried mass, and right away I picture the well-known junction
of Raahband in the city of Sari! Within a few seconds, my close friend in Sari
is marching in front of the screen of my mind and I recall how that junction
looked like and how they were going to transform it to an interchange with
connected over-passing loops and ramps and so on, how Mahdi, my friend waited at
the Times Square of the town through the line of people waiting for taxi and
the route cab would take to reach Raahband and then their house!
Then I find myself totally baffled by the flash back; how
did this happen, such an absolutely out of the ordinary mental reminisce! How could
the wood moisture content connect me to the city of Sari and specifically that
junction in town! Out the millions of buried memoirs in my subconscious, why
would it pick this specific location, and why would it even needed to be a
location and not a person or an event or some scent or taste etc. It is
dazzling how the nature works and it’s even more stunning how all these little
nerves connect and their little chemical and electrical linkage to the past and
future is. It is just something I guess can never be totally understood. But it
was definitely something worth to write about; an instance of insanity!
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