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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...

When

I listen..
You come..
Closer.
Dozing off..
On me..
Leaning forward..
Like a poser.
When
I chose..
To speak.
Your cheeks..
Getting colder.
Eyes seek..
Only me..
Dropping awkward..
Breathing sober.
When..
I held..
You held..
Longer..
No words..
Stare aiming..
Stronger.
When I couldn’t..
You stood up..
Walking straight..
Cease to..
Look back any longer.
When..
I waited.
You were..
Absorbed in never.
Not sure..
If that was clever.
But drapes..
Made it cover..
Well enough.
So..
Now when..
Tears..
Trickle down..
Wherever.
My soul gives..
Them a..
Distinct color..
Shaping closure..
Pushing myself..
Into cynosure.
Then..
To begin again.

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