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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...

Happening


It's hard as they
Don't know what's
Happening
It's hard that they
Have to know 
All of a sudden
That's happening
Because it is happening 
To them
Their soul
Their body and minds
Just reality
Isn't eating dry crumbs of 
Bread from the floor
But fighting for every
Single crumb attained

I want to go home
But where is home
As the person 
Who brought me up
Just gave up on me
And couldn't see
That I will not be free anymore

A touch isn't soothing
That touch just breaks 
Them further into pieces
Repeating it all
Over in their dreams
How will they forget
When there's little
That's left of them..
That still craves
Childhood

* Dedicated to stop human trafficking across the world, to make it a better place for our future prospects.



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