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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...

Her Red Nose

Tears had worn her out..
Will she eat I doubt.
Broken and illusive.
Divergent and delusive.
As she lay her head..
I could hear her breathe..
Ceasing my consciousness..
Leaping into her tired eyes..
Those eyes which said everything..
Even though nothing..
Words still forever..
Why isn’t she asking me to stay..
Forgetting sometimes she..
Puts up a smile..
My heart melts..
Haven’t felt nothing like this..
Just can’t keep sitting here..
As I get up to go…
Kissed her forehead up close..
While all I could remember was her red nose..

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