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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...

Hollow

Please don’t follow..
As I am nothing but a hollow.
Not a soul can peep through..
Not a soul can leap in.
It’s a burrow..
Day by day getting narrow.
Dark and shallow..
Don’t you follow.
As the roots have dried..
With false pride.
Promises glide..
In the splash of high tide.
There’s an empty tomorrow..
Hiding sorrow.
Don’t you follow.
Echoing solitude..
From every altitude.
The dilemma unforgiving..
The gratitude unsoliciting.
A thorny pebble to swallow..
Don’t you follow.
What you seek is a meadow..
With a glass touch of mellow.
Rather than a shadow..
That will vanish abruptly.
Don’t you follow.

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