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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...

Sit There Still

Sit there still..
While someone left abode.
Sit there still..
While there’s a subtle erode.
Sit there still..
While inner instances have slowed.
Sit there still..
As sometimes dark clouds fold the boldness inside.
As sometimes weaknesses hide the wrestle ride..
As sometimes being unknown overpowers the superficial glide.
Sit there still..
For now there will be no change for a while.
For now there will be no mockery in exile.
As now there will be just a colloquial hypothesis..
Along with traces of your wiped out foot steps.

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