Books are bff's.
The intimate relationship,
The one we forged with the books,
Buried, utterly personal and locked
Locked in our heads for what ?
Is the knowledge that never met our voice.
Or the board that still remains black.
While the chalk-box cries for attention
As we send one more excel sheet
Complete yet another presentation
Send one fb post ritually
And take one more selfie to feed ourselves more.
5,000 days we were fed.
10 days it took to forget it all.
The lesson that sharing is
what it takes to further your knowledge more
5,000 days we roamed - pondered and learned
what there is, what there is not.
Friends, elders, teachers and time
Lesson by lesson, we grew weaker and stronger.
we evolved and transformed
And in the rubble and mess
Lost the one word we were told before recess
Share
What meets your mind is a treasure to the world
Let that treasure meet your speech
Teach
Your job, your resume, your career couldn't be you
How can a page or two, define
Who are you ?
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Kriteesh Parashar