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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...

Darkness

Distant words..
An awkward whisper.
Twinkling dishes..
And a sneaky slipper.
The warmth of a mother..
Pain of a smother.
The wrath of a bother..
Hussle from a gather.
New born squirm..
Midnight glowworm.
Trapped in a kiss..
Last minute stitches.
The seamless moon..
With a hidden tune.
A lonely walk..
And troublesome talk.
An unknown sign..
A puzzled line.
Love spelled wrong..
The end stretched long.
Drops dry up..
Felt a knock at the door.
That could be you..
Don’t want to go if that’s not true.
With heavy knot..
Eyes start to give up.
But thoughts just stare..
Hard to fight flare.
As the dark sinks in.
Beneath the night..
The mind goes thin.
Darkness is mean..
While life turns unseen.

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