This poem captures my feelings when our once-chatty friend group(Chai Girls), silenced by daily challenges, reconnected when one of the friend brought a jackfruit from her hometown. This brought back the liveliness and laughter.
I reflect,
This group is like Jack fruit
We stand aloof
No talks
Like the pricky skin
Peel the layers
And we bare the soul
un ending giggles like the fruits
with endless themes
"Chai Girls" need a jack fruit
To start the unending conversations
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