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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...

A Boy Who Touched The Sky

sand and mud
splattered on his dud
he watches his
shoes sinking
deeper in pool
a stone 
at sight
he doesn't want 
to fight
but that seems
the only way
to keep him cool
he thrashes
and there goes
the stool
flying through the sky
a story to boast about
as birds don't lie
the crying soul
went dashing 
through the door
calling foul
roaring back 
comes a clutter
for a boy 
the success matters
so he gathers
his wet shoes
and tries to
adjust the 
stance
forgetting the
simple fact
of he didn't 
stand a chance
and with a dance
or two
he runs like a fool
towards the old school 
with the thought 
of ghosts
playing dust off
while his feet
had started to give up
rolling 
over the grass bed
his breath wide spread 
a dragon cloud
soaring high
flew right amidst the
floating sky
the bird
waved him slight 
flying to go out of sight
he had lost and found
his try 
beyond the mighty sky
while fresh droplets 
felt on his face 
ended up the chase 
rain had 
made the dragon cloud
to surrender
a dream to ponder
yet again
while he held his wet shoes
walking down under
the rainbow
that bridges his 
imagination 
to touch the sky 
right over his head
he jumps..

*pic courtesy: Pinterest profile "ART" 




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