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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...

The Way You Looked At Me

While nobody could see..
The hue as clear as sea..
Words few but free..
As droplets seek a tree.
The way you looked at me..
Couldn’t help but glee..
An urge to get hold of you and flee.
As a goblet filled with spree.
The way you looked at me..
Splashed water ..
Indifferent laughter..
Jolted out a blurry sigh..
Wet beneath the glasses..
Confronting horizon where one’s ..
Not supposed to fly.
The way you looked at me..
While I forgot stagnant worries..
Jotting down debacle memories..
That painted poignant stories ..
Slowly going out of sight..
Where those eyes ..
The way they closed out on me.

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