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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...

Flowers In My Grave

 I want them to be white,

Talking to each other in delight...

And almost right enough...

To light up faces

While they go down the memory lane

With me while standing tough...


Put a pale tint of red

As I have said enough....

For things to change..

So want to listen as they

Arrange their thoughts courageously..

Marching through the journey

That came through without fluff..


With a flair of orange

Filled with the laughter of kids

Running along making the

Masses stop crying 

AS they look over


Don't wear the flowers down

Don't let tears of departure stick to your frown

Through heavy hearts

I would like everyone to have yellow tarts

Eating while their cheeks turn peach

It's right then, I will reach out to each one of you

And whisper a heart warming speech


Thanks for coming...



*dedicated to the ones who left us this year..

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