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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...

Stroll

Take me to the broken mountain..
where the split welcomes the sun shine.
Take me through the dainty path..
where I can twirl into a sacred line.

Take me to the faded tree..
where sprung open can be a lively spree.
Take me through the deserted forest..
where a flickering night lamp will be out shining the rest.

Take me towards a crowd unknown..
Take me towards a strangely odd stone.
Take me as I give up to walk..
Take me as I dive deep to stalk.
Take me to the aligned bushes..
Take me to the stream lined ashes.

Take me to a blooming arc..
Where scattered all over is a luminous park.
Take me to a sinking cave..
Where darkness urges the instinct rave.


The echo in silence..
The calmness in resilience..
The tempo in the steps..
The touch of the fingers.
Thoughts gliding safe and sound..
While I take a stroll..
Thinking you are around.
Always holding me to the ground.


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