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Confusion

Prem Damania (T.Y.B.Com. )

I don't know what kind of life I'd like to lead

I don't know what person or partner will meet my need
I don't know what trials and tribulations I will have to face

I don't know the curves or the forks on the road
I only know the count of breaths in the present

Each one of them - the amount of a lifetime well-spent.

I Want to Go Out

Harsh Bhargav (F.Y.B.Com.)

Saw my calendar - This year is ending

It seems as though the world is ending.
I'm done with sorrows

“Mom may I go out tomorrow?”

The lock-up of lockdown is still on
I'm bored stiff, I'm depressed

I'm digging every nook of my room like a rat in a burrow
“Mom may I go out tomorrow?”

It's been long since I saw a friend of mine

This is a merciless quarantine

My days are spending, I need to borrow time
“Mom may I go out tomorrow?”

My provisions are ending

No one wants to listen to my grief and groaning
I'll get back to bed and wait for a golden morrow

“Mom may I go out tomorrow?”
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