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Friendly Addiction: Unlimited Interactions

  In life, we get all kinds of friends, some close, some closer, some strangers, some travelers. In my experience, at one point in my life, I had more than 500 friends, during my school days back in Carmel Convent School, Hamirpur, Rourkela. My parents would constantly see me getting phone calls, and visitors independent of their demographics.      My father would smile and say, "Jenny, are you an IAS officer?, that you get so many calls in a day?" . I used to laugh in response and say, "Paa, they all want me to solve their problems, and I love the attention".     How did this happen?, it didn't happen when I started school, trust me, I was really shy, hardly talking and surprisingly even my teachers in kindergarten had escalated issues, stating that I don't even show classwork to teachers during the class. I was the youngest, in my father's family and I had a total of 6 elder cousins to look upto, including my elder brother. When I started school...

As It Rains

It was raining..                                          
And she wanted to meet.
I didn’t want to..
But couldn’t control my feet.
Drops toppling over..
While driving the land rover.
Still remember the night..
When she said it was all over.
Sleepless eyes..
Unbearable sighs.
Rolling over to the corners..
Felt miserable as a mourner.
As she went ahead..
Not sure even how hard she dread.
It always starts with a smile..
Which doesn’t stop for a while.
But as the clouds get darker..
The winds hush themselves.
For silence breathes heavier..
When these drops act as saviour.
My heart had lost its rhythm,
In this newly found realism.
Now when I try to turn..
The path seems blurry.
She has to wait..
Until the rain ceases it’s fury.

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