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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...

Nomad

She reads books,

Exchanges looks..

As she enters the land of freedom,
Likes every part of what she has become...
Compares with her past,
And falls in love with the contrast.
Away from the appalling crowd,
Following the direction were clouds take her...


As a Nomad...
She Chases every train,
Sits next to strangers..
Talks like a foreigner,
Her mood resonates to a day dreamer..
Until the journey comes to an end..
After which she is back to pretending..
to be an old dweller..
of the place she once came to visit..
As a traveler...  




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