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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...

Stripes

Stripes on my skin..
With a lustrous coat..
Like the sunset..
Groping breath behind bushes.
Flattering doesn’t behold me..
Cunning doesn’t uphold me.
Hunger has an unending thirst..
Wild has an unraveling outburst.
Snarling my roar..
Deafening galore.
Claws refuse but dig further..
As I start loving man slaughter.
Where do I sleep..
It gets worse if we weep.
Old bruises hard to heal..
A monster lurking under the veil.
The wind grows cold..
Last night it was he..
Tonight it could be me.
Hidden beyond sacred tunnel..
Is the wrath controlling.
Beaten helpless into pieces..
Until the screech echoes..
Now just ignores vows..
Made to save mankind.
*Dedicated to the man slaughter rising in Pandharkawada.

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