GUEST POST 1: Instagram : Reel or real life?

Hey readers,

Hopefully, you are doing better than just good. I am totally in love with writing for you. I am writing another story for you (will publish it soon!). But today, I have something else in box for you. A guest post! Yes, this is a guest post, a poem by Jaya Dutta.

Happy reading ♥️

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Through Instagram, life looks so perfect,

Every post and story shows some kind of prosperity,

Sometimes I feel it's time to resurrect,

Whether it's time to change the thought of Instagram being the ultimate superiority.

People with more followers are the happiest,

People with less followers are not very well,

But this kind of thinking does not look the sexiest,

Because there are many other things for the people to tell.

Maybe you all already know these things,

Maybe I look like a maniac saying all this,

But I have heard and seen many of such thinking,

So, today I thought of penning down all this.

In reality, life is a mess,

None is perfectly happy in the whole world,

Each one of has one or the other thing less,

So let's face this reality together which might seem absurd.

Instagram reflects not even half of our lives,

Whatever we post is one out of ten or hundred attempts,

But it does not tell us about all those things through which an individual survives,

Still, many a times the Instagram account preempts.

Hope still sustains that there will be a day,

When Instagram will truly reflect the real life,

And we won't depend on it everyday,

For the real serenity of this life.

~Jaya Dutta
(Follow her on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/chocoholic_jaya)

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