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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...

Disguise

Cried Lied Tried..
Said Played Failed.
Fed Shed Bled..
Made Stayed Betrayed.
Blamed Claimed Tamed..

One Chance..
Behind every stance.
Requested glance..
Denying every instance.
Creating menace..
As a hope for a dance.

Repeat Defeat Deceit..
Read Need Plead.
Feel Still Appeal..
Awkward Backward Forward.
Never Clever Sober..
Lover Chauffeur Spectator.
A Chapter Starter Storyteller..
Scarred Wounded Healer.


That’s what goes on..
While last chances are gone.
Over all prizes..
Hiding fatal bruises.
Remain these innocent disguises..

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