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I Have Seen It All

Ritika Nahata

Yesterday, I got a good scolding from my younger brother. He said I have been wasting my time since past few months writing. According to him, there are two prerequisites for being a writer, either a broken heart or a residence out of the city in the middle of some woods (like Robert Frost had). According to him, if I can’t write about, or I don’t have either of the two then I can’t be a writer.
 
So, here is the story of my first love, then the second one, and the finally a failed marriage. He has no idea how many times I had the broken heart and how many times I had to make a move.

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I know I was a bit too late,

In the age where people can’t wait,

Was still in my high school,

With an urge to be cool,

Was trying to find passion,

In the era where interests change like fashion.

 

And there I found my first love,

For me he was all above,

With his IQ at its peak,

This guy sure was a geek.

Wherever he went people baffled,

But he was cute and bespectacled.

Mathemetics, First Love

In the beginning, it looked like he was made for me,

It was ‘hence proved’, and we were ‘CPCT*

A class below and a bit younger,

For him age was just a ‘number

He kept me on my toes, always on action,

Together we’d solve the biggest mysteries through equations.

 

Everything between us was completely ‘integrated’,

We gelled so well, nothing between us could be ‘differentiated

He comprised of different chapters

Each filled with even more adventure

For the world sure he was a mystic

This guy whose name was Mathematics.

 

These two years with him was the best time,

It was all fun and completely divine

I loved him and he let me be,

I became him and he was me

One thing he taught me was the importance of change,

I applied it to him and we became estranged.

 

I moved on from school to the college,

In my life was a new relationship on the older one’s wreckage.

Unlike the previous, this guy was popular and social,

Regarding all issues he was a bit vocal

He spoke a lot and had a lot of critics,

An amazing guy, whose name was Economics.

Economics, Second Love

His ‘demand’ was huge in the public

But the ‘supply‘ was limited in my republic.

I thought this imbalance was a thing of short-run

But our relationship didn’t attain equilibrium, even in long-run.

For every situation he had a theory,

This definitely couldn’t be my story.

 

He was a bit boring, despite being huge

A bright guy, but the time was scrooge

Even when we were together, I made the move,

Assuming that my life would begin to groove

Accounting, Third Love

I met a guy whom no one was doubting,

A handsome guy whose name was Accounting.

 

On first sight, I saw in him my future,

Thinking he shared religion my first love’s nature.

I thought our bond would be a going concern,

My happiness with him would never take a u-turn

I decided to take a plunge, no time to waste,

It turned out the decision was taken in haste.

 

He was a gentleman with big digits,

My credits couldn’t simply match his debits.

We lived in an elegant house with amazing in-laws,

But relationship lacked thrill, bound by societal laws.

Throughout the marriage, I saw myself caged

No scope for prolificacy, I wasn’t even waged.

 

Half a decade passed, now it was the time to confront,

Get away with the burden and wedlock to defunct.

As I look back in time, it was a heartburn,

the time I spent with these guys wouldn’t return

But the experience they left me with,

Was absolutely real and not a myth.

 

I am left with a life without a hero,

Positions all squared and back to ground-zero.

I am free and hold no credentials

No limit to use my muse to full potential.

No fear of judgment no societal laws

I am free to travel places or be where I was.

 

Though this freedom has made me a bit pervert,

With men of different names, I flirt.

On Friday, it was ‘Medicine’, ‘Physics’ on Sunday

‘History’ took my Monday, it’d be ‘Literature’ some day.

I have stopped caring about the blabber,

Even the Guy’s religion doesn’t matter.

 
 
P.S.: So now you see, I have seen it all
*Corresponding Parts of Congruent Triangle

 

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  • I am sure you scared many with the start 😅

    Anonymous August 27, 2017 10:31 am Reply
  • This one is awesome.The poem was out of my expectation .You are growing with each of your writing .Keep that up !

    Anonymous August 27, 2017 12:00 pm Reply
  • I wish I was the guy called Mathematics 😍

    Adm August 27, 2017 3:35 pm Reply
  • Really? You have seen nothing at all.

    Anonymous August 27, 2017 5:28 pm Reply
  • May you brother is right
    You done a good attempt , but it was more like a rhyming poem of a little girl. It attracts everywhere but lack the depth , so using intellectual and art is not enough. Emotions can aroused only if you can express them . Any how it attracts , that makes a move but why should one remember it although it resembles many scenario of everyone’s life (as it done with me)

    Himanshu Purohit August 28, 2017 3:50 pm Reply
    • I appreciate that you read this despite not liking the other articles.
      You are right, this poem lack depth and emotions. But that’s how it was supposed to be; it was supposed to be a light hearted humour. But no worries, humour isn’t for everyone ☺️

      Ritika Nahata Ritika Nahata August 28, 2017 7:49 pm Reply
      • Yup , I agreed with you but reading your articles make me feel that you can put much more emotions in that . Despite of that It was nice . I apriciate
        😄😊😊

        Himanshu Purohit August 29, 2017 10:21 am Reply
  • You rock 🙂

    amarujala616692128 February 3, 2018 11:21 pm Reply
  • I have read some of your previous posts as well. You are such a charmer 🙂

    expressions July 19, 2018 2:32 am Reply

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