Insta Disconnect

Friend list is long and a legion of followers;

Countless messages and umpteen quotes.

Amateur, cacographer, connoisseur, demagogue, chauvinist,

Part of a group and getting into a tiff.  

Multifarious topics and knowledge sharing,

Good night messages and early morning greetings.

Wishes on birthdays, anniversaries, festivals, and celebrations,

Countless likes and comments on the latest pictures and events.

Yes, a crowd where we have friends, relatives, and acquaintance,

Eventually, everyone is a stranger.

Nobody remembers the last message posted on the web links.

Not a surprise, for aught they know about other person’s life or the current state of mind, 

Still wishing, liking, and commenting on their timelines.

The tone, which you hear after every few seconds

is merely a high-pitched sound echoed from a device.

This sound is expressionless,

Whether it is a birthday wish or a condolence message, it remains the same. 

Oh, it has a representative called as “emoticon”.

Unfortunately, it fails to reach human’s heart.

Cry, shout, smile, laugh, and scream, it fails to connect;

Though, it succeeds to beguile. 

Shocked to see an active social media user fails to mingle in a small group people.

Women's Day Special

Placing herself on both sides of the bar;

Called delicate, nurtured and grown a new born;

Tagged as emotional, left her parent’s place and bonded with acquaintances;

Addressed as talkative, kept mum to disguise her pain;

Titled as privileged, worked from dawn till dark;

Known as impulsive, knew what her priorities are;

Labelled as weak, became the pillar for her family in need;

Judged as a bad driver, balanced her chores from home to work;

Looked upon as needed attention, neglected her health while caring for others;

Classed as “bad with numbers”, managed her household expenses during crisis.

Nothing wrong in being imperfect sometimes,

Distribute the task and encourage the balance.

Join all to celebrate the epitome of beauty, strength, and grace!