04/09/2014
Dear Diary,
Suddenly undraped from the cape of parental care
At the age of 18, from a world which was far from here
I had just moved into the space that was different in its own way
People said this new world had feline claws
To save myself, I must be cautious, I must be careful, at times I must pause
I thus pushed this insight in the recurring thought box of the brain
So that the habit shall keep reminding me from what I must abstain
The new world had men, who were always hinted as the biggest dark side,
Back home, my dad and my brother were the only males I could confide
However this new world had so many men
As colleagues, as professors,
Some even got an alibi to be my friends
Sometimes the stories of the dark side molesting other women would resound in my mind like chimes
And hence the recurring thought box tried to bang my brain so many times
Especially when a friend would drop me home
Or when a colleague tried to be nice to me
Also, when the first spring of infatuation for a friend had spur
But now, I somehow started trusting the dark side
May be this world was not as dimmed as my mother thought
May be the world I had, was different from what my mother had got
I wish I could tell all this to mom
But may be saying things like this is not really the norm
Today,I have decided to shut the recurring box once for all
To not make baseless perceptions by just reading inscriptions from an age old wall
Right now, the recurring box has been kept away
Only to see the world from an impartial eye,
hope it’s an ending that does not get dismissed in dismay :)
I had just moved into the space that was different in its own way
People said this new world had feline claws
To save myself, I must be cautious, I must be careful, at times I must pause
I thus pushed this insight in the recurring thought box of the brain
So that the habit shall keep reminding me from what I must abstain
The new world had men, who were always hinted as the biggest dark side,
Back home, my dad and my brother were the only males I could confide
However this new world had so many men
As colleagues, as professors,
Some even got an alibi to be my friends
Sometimes the stories of the dark side molesting other women would resound in my mind like chimes
And hence the recurring thought box tried to bang my brain so many times
Especially when a friend would drop me home
Or when a colleague tried to be nice to me
Also, when the first spring of infatuation for a friend had spur
But now, I somehow started trusting the dark side
May be this world was not as dimmed as my mother thought
May be the world I had, was different from what my mother had got
I wish I could tell all this to mom
But may be saying things like this is not really the norm
Today,I have decided to shut the recurring box once for all
To not make baseless perceptions by just reading inscriptions from an age old wall
Right now, the recurring box has been kept away
Only to see the world from an impartial eye,
hope it’s an ending that does not get dismissed in dismay :)
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