Hold on to something or someone to stay afloat

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In childhood, we hold on to our parents.
In adolescence, we hold on to our friends.
In our teenage and early 20s, we hold on to our partners.
In the 20s and 30s, we hold on to our spouses.
In the 30s and 40s, we hold on to our children.
In the 50s and 60s, we hold on to our grandchildren.

Some hold on to their jobs due to passion or compulsion.
Some hold on to a cause — social or political.
Some hold on to a lifelong dream.

I am yet to find someone who isn’t holding on to something as they try to stay afloat in the ocean of life. If you find someone like that, bow to them, touch their feet, and ask for their blessings, for they are the enlightened ones.

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A poem about feeling suffocated, stuck, and lost in this crowded world

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It's crowded here,
it’s crowded there,
it’s crowded anywhere
I try to make my way through.
And end up getting nowhere.

It’s crowded inside,
it’s crowded outside,
it’s crowded everywhere.
I try to move in my direction
but the crowd takes me elsewhere.

It’s crowded online,
it’s crowded offline,
the traffic is fast and dense.
Newbies get limited chances
in this world rife with pretense.

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Abhishek Sainani

Abhishek Sainani

An aspiring writer who often juggles between his inner world, his dream world, and the real world. Writes poetry, humorous observations and opinion pieces.