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Addiction- who's at fault

 People say addiction is bad but they ever thought what is the reason behind it? The answer is fat no because it's the society that force people to indulge in these activities. There are different kinds of addictions and people choose their addiction based on which pit society throws them in. A high school kid is addicted to drugs, smoking and alcohol. There could be many reasons for him/her to choose this path. Before stating the reasons let me tell you a story.  I was 10 years old when my uncle's daughter came to live with us for a few days, she was 2 years older than me and was very intelligent. My parents adored her and were mesmerized by her learning skills. One day my mother was going to market, I asked her to bring mangoes for me and my cousin asked for apples. When my mom returned she just brought apples and said-" I am so sorry dear, the money got over after I bought vegetables and apples. I will bring them next time, I promise." I was really agitated with th...

Anxiety- A devil in itself

 She was continuously knocking at my door thinking I would embrace her again. I still remember how fragile she looked when I met her, we have so many memories together which I can't forget by. The day she came to me was a stormy day of my life, being betrayed was never a goal in my life but that day I was betrayed. She became the cocoon of my hurt worm, she filled me with so many things that led to my trust. How foolish I was to leave all my known because of her, how much despair I was to choose her over the others. She manipulated me in this pit of loneliness, she left me there and come only when someone tried to take me out from there. She said she is doing these for my own good, but I realised now, she is a selfish fox whose stomach never remains filled. I have locked the memories and have threw them far from me, I would never let this fragile looking monster again in my life. It wasn't easy to come out of that pit but someone who didn't fear her rescued me. Maybe I woul...

Memoir of swing

 Swinging to and fro on the tree swing, on the road with no one to be seen. People say that this place is haunted, but that's the only place where I feel wanted . The tree seems old and wise, suddenly there is some noise, ahh it's just a mice. Looking up in the sky, the clouds seems dark and angry, maybe clouds introspection has been broken because of me. The land seems barren and dusky, but I feel more attached to it rather than my father who is devoted to whiskey. Maybe the tree has it's own story, seems like it's eyes are tired remembering the clash of whigs and tories. -Shruti Upadhyay

Road untravelled

 Just want to run away from all the chaos, take your hand and go to a place where we can find tranquility. Travel on those roads which are unseen and untravelled. Maybe those roads are unwanted but with you I am sure these roads will be the hidden paradise for me. Lying in the heart of nature talking about the universe and your heart. I want to know the slopes and steeps of your feelings. Get lost in the serene beauty of nature and your warmth. Lying on the unkept grass with tickling water of rain on my face, want the time to stop and just lay there for eternity. Making face of our loved ones in the clouds, existing on the food of love. Drawing patterns on the soil and talking my heart out without moving my lips. Welcoming our neighbour ants and listening to their stories of adventures. Tracing the roots of our ancestors and thinking why we need city when we have this.. -Shruti Upadhyay

Trust

 This is the word I have heard more than thousand times. But the pun here is I don't believe in this word. This is the first time I am acknowledging it, i earlier used to trust people but now I have learnt, people have the tendency to stab at your back. Sometimes, I feel I am the modern Julius Caesar who has been betrayed by my own people . Won't it be fun if there's a play written on me - "Modern Julius Caesar: a story of betrayal". But there would be just one problem , my half of the play would consist of climax. " Et tu Brute", is the most iconic line of the play. For me it would be "Et tu *inserts ex friends names....*" and the list goes on. I would be stabbed by more than 60 people.  Who I am, speaking against these people when I don't even trust myself? My father had always taught me never trust anyone more than yourself. But being the ignorant teenage I did the opposite (sighs in Lara Jean's voice), and ultimately felled on my fa...