There are times I feel guilty for …
watching TV
feeling bored
watching movies
laughing over a joke
having extra paneer
trying out a new recipe
ordering pizza for lunch
chatting with my friends
taking pictures of blue sky
taking a walk on my terrace
scrolling down my Insta page
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Sometimes I feel guilty for ... this privilege called life
I pick it up and put it back and I pick it up again
‘I will just take a second’ is my standard refrain
I had picked it up once and I picked it up twice
in less than two minutes, and that was not nice!
My eyes burnt, fingers hurt, neck felt awkward
Back bent double, as I check out every forward
Seconds turned to minutes in a matter of time
Minutes became hours, sans reason or rhyme
WhatsApp or news, I scrolled down till the end
And when it was done, I started it all over again!
At first, it was just a naïve way to keep in touch
Now my family says, ‘You are absent too much’
Milk spilled, meetings missed, insomnia looming
As I watched another episode of ‘Homecoming’
Excited or bored, I just reach out for my phone
Having no track of the time I have spent alone
Is it the peer pressure of not being up-to-date?
Or is it the fear of having nothing to anticipate?
I blame it on the feel-good chemical in my brain
But it’s not going to help me from going insane
There has to be a way to change this skivvy fate
I need to reboot into reality before it is too late!
