Swathi Writes Back!

  Maturity hit me like a tonne of bricks  the instant I realised what it meant to be okay.   Maturity slammed into me like a tonne of bricks. The moment I learned that forever is a lie-filled utopia.   Maturity slammed into me like a tonne of bricks. I chose silence over argument at that point.   Maturity slammed into me like a tonne of bricks. I sensed the difference between lonely and alone at the time.   Maturity has hit me like a tonne of bricks. People can only forgive, but they can't forget, I realised.   Maturity crashed into me like a tonne of bricks. I realised the difference between comprehending and realising at that point.   Maturity slammed into me like a bag of bricks. I understood that smiling and being joyful are not the same thing. Maturity slammed into me like a sack of rocks. When I first realised I was pregnant, I was ecstatic. -SWATHI MADHAVAN

We learn from our failures, our incorrect turns, the fake friends we make,  and the times we come close to breaking. Our mistakes help us grow, but we didn't realise it at the time. We didn't want our frailty to be exposed. We couldn't tell them at the time. Our phoney pals were present, but they were unconcerned about our secrets, and now they merely gaze as we pass. You're strong if you don't break. As if you hadn't waited so long to explain yourself, you'd know where you went wrong, but keep strong. So here's to the liars and traitors, all the want tobes and haters,  as well as learning from our mistakes and recognising the fakes. To being a teen, here's to you. Live it up, since we're in the midst of a dream. -SWATHI MADHAVAN

A ffection addiction would reach new heights. B askets of blessings would be spoken aloud. C ompassionate outpourings would obscure the effects of climate change. The    D umbsized depression would vanish. The E phemeral thrill would last forever. The thrill of turning the pages of a book would be F ascinating. Individuality's G lamour would be welcome. A brilliant  H arbinger would be the happiest homosexuals. The stigma of  I lliteracy would find a safe haven. Good times would be sequenced by J ury from the heavens. K ARMA's key would be guarded with extreme caution. The Gender L abel would be gone. M oral principles would be muttered with melody. N urturing nature would be a top priority. The weeds of corruption would be removed by O rchid of orb. P overty would be pissed off, and pollution would be pissed off. It would not be necessary to Q ueue for basic sanitation. R ipples of Rape would undoubtedly vanish. S luscious souls would be bizarre in ever...

I'm in love with you, I'm in love with you. And it's true that I adore you. I'll pass any test you throw at me. It's been a long time coming, several years in fact. With a few sighs and some concerns. But, Oh dear, I've never seen such a beauty! You're a sweetie. It was love at first sight, for sure. Please sympathise with my plight. I believe you will be mine one day. You are my sunshine, my beloved. You are such a lovely sight to behold; you are definitely a treat. Let us travel to a planet or a rainbow. Where would we sow love seeds? On the surface of the moon, There's a small cabin nearby. Some hot dogs with sausage, which I've prepared. My feelings for you, I hope you enjoy it. This is a poem written especially for you, you, you. This is the last, but not the least, paragraph. On the B'day banquet, with vows to join. I only care about you, my darling, because I adore you, you, you, and you. -SWATHI MADHAVAN

  Just like everyday I noticed a message informing me how she should be treated, like I do every day... Another person says to me, What she is deserving of... Aren't these meant to be for guys as well? a list of people who should be notified, What can you do to make your males glow? Is there any tip you can give to make your men smile? Isn't there supposed to be a list?   On what males are entitled to, On what they might or might not like? Treat your girl well, but don't forget about your man. Everyone requires love. Everyone is entitled to be respected. Why did we include a gender bias? On all things that are supposed to be fair -SWATHI MADHAVAN