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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...

Undo




Undo the ties..
The unwanted lies.
Undo the why’s..
The unending cries.
Undo the chapters..
With well written ever afters.
Undo the ladder..
Which goes backwards.
Undo the words..
That pulled you down.
Undo the hope..
With a hardwired rope.
Undo the knot..
Tweaking the plot.
Undo the charm..
Before it does any harm.
Undo the thoughts..
Undo the slots..
Undo the moments..
That fetched happiness.
Undo the sight..
Undo the fight..
Undo every right.
Undo that you might..
Undo the wierdest night.
Undo the strangest delight..
Undo the sunset..
Undo the offset.
Undo the click..
Undo every trick.
But while
Undoing the clue..
All you ever knew.
Was there will be few..
That will never undo.

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