Swipe Generation

By Sahil Baxi

The day before, I spoke to a girl, a lovely person with a keen sense of art. Yesterday, I spoke to another girl, a lovely person with no interest in art. I wondered what it was, for I was attracted to both; And yet they were different, but in a way so unique. I stood at an odd crossroad to choose a girl; But through all the tribulations I failed completely. I lay in a limbo, uneasy and in despair; For at no point could I say, who was better of the pair. Thus, I decided on something- that I felt was right, what I felt was true to me, what I felt was bright. I called both the girls and sat them down on the table at a posh restaurant- For the benefit of the mood. And there I lay before them the truth of my limbo. They looked at each other and then at me, and then walked away in silence. I sat there, on the table of three, alone and in surprise; For I couldn't make out what had just happened despite all the thoughts in my mind.

Had they just left me, both of them at once? Am I left alone once again, How did this happen? With sadness I sat there while a waiter approached. He asked me what I would like, and I broke off from my thought. Well, I had no one with me, no one to ask what they would like. I can eat what I want and how much I want, with no reason to hide. Thus, I ordered for a hearty meal that I enjoyed alone, And then headed back home to talk to another girl on the phone.

By Sahil Baxi