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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...

Silent

She became silent..
Words had faded.
With a syllable or two..
Silence had invaded.
Tears came few..
But if only she had knew.
Quietly she walked..
Hoping to be stalked.
Noisy heart beats..
Running clueless into streets.
As she heard a murmur..
From a distant traveler.
Their hands touching the same air..
Not overdoing their glare.
A smile did stare..
As wounds got repair.
The clouds floated by..
While days made them sigh.
She sat down among..
Having her bread as they sung.
Not a word they heard..
Not a word she said.
But beneath the stars..
Where her memories played.
She swayed and..
Slept like the maid.
In her new found shed.

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