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    Back in 2nd grade,
    when grandma passed away,
    you got me a set of Aesop's fables
    and told me that it's okay
    to escape the reality, at times.
    But today, when once again
    reality resurfaced it's horrid face,
    the lands of Arabian Nights
    refused to let me
    through their gates.
    And I couldn't help but wonder,
    if getting shunned down
    by everything you love,
    a part of growing up.
    Or, is it me who has somehow,
    finally learnt how to fall out of love?

    You used to come home
    carrying my favorite ice cream
    whenever I'd ruin a test.
    You told me that failing a paper
    does not mean that I'll be a failure
    at everything else.
    You made me believe that
    things won't abandon me
    if I be patient with them.
    If I keep trying for them.
    But, I wish you had told me
    that at times, it's okay to give up too.
    Because, entangled in this web
    of dreams that shattered
    and people who left,
    I yearn to learn how to let go.

    You chose a hostel room with
    numerous windows in it
    because you knew that
    the confines of four walls
    often end up making
    me feel suffocated.
    But, you forgot to tell me
    how to breathe when
    the windows themselves
    try to smother me.
    I wish you had told me
    what to do, when it's not
    the lack of space that's choking me,
    but rather, the excess of it.

    I wish you hadn't hoped
    that I'd be special enough
    for the universe to go easy on me.
    I wish you had made me see
    the world as it really is,
    rather than the one
    you keep asking for me
    in your daily morning prayers.


    ©Srishti

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    I hope you don't relate.
    I'm sorry if you do.

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    Papa,

    Among all the lessons
    you gave to me,
    about how patience and persistence
    are the keys to a happy life,
    about how things won't abandon you
    if you don't either,
    I wish you had told me once,
    that at times, it's okay to give up too.

    Because, entangled in this web
    of dreams that shattered
    and people who left,
    I really need to learn how to let go.

    ©thegreymetaphor