3 YEARS LATER.

Anya was starting her eleventh grade with her eyes bright with hope for a new beginning . The past years had been tough on her mind but good for her body. Gone was the overly thin girl and in her place was a tall slender girl with curves in the right places and  a beautiful smile which could make even the crankiest person happy. Her figure gave her increasing attention from boys and increasing envy from girls. To any person Anya would appear a lively happy-go -lucky person with no miseries in her life , but little did they know that Anya over the years had been in a suffocating emotional turmoils which had left her questioning every decision she took. Under the increasing peer pressure and deteriorating condition of her father whose cancer had resurfaced, Anya felt confused , helpless and frustrated. Her social status and group became a liability for her, a bondage for her which hindered her in expressing her true self . In order to express her thoughts freely, she decided to write poems on poet's group on Google+ but with a fake name of 'Bird'.

While Ayaan had grown up from a gangly boy to a charmingly handsome teenager. The best in academics and equally good in extra-curriculars , he became an all rounder and a favorite among peers and relatives. His father was proud of his achievements and didn't leave any opportunity to brag about him in front of others. Although Ayaan felt happiness in seeing his father's dream come true, he always felt that a part of him wanted to be free of his parent's expectation for once in his life and do anything without the fear of failure. Feeling lonely in his pursuit to answers he took support of the only thing he found entertaining : Writing poems and uploading them. He wrote them with a fake name of 'Caged'.

ANYA'S FIRST POEM UNDER THE NAME BIRD:

LIABILITY

I feel inferior,
I feel lonely,
I feel rejected,
I feel insulted,
I feel like I am not good enough,
I feel like an outcast, like an alien,
like a person without any reputation, without any respect,
Like a fool who is taken for granted.

People are ignoring me, they treat me like dirt.
I am tired of being an extra, being just a helper,
Always being a side-kick, an unwanted wheel.
I don't like the way people treat me,
Like they are doing me a favor.

They are all mean ,
They are all dominating,
Trying to break my spirit with their ego,
Trying to ruin my self confidence,
which I feel slowly eliminating.
I am tired of putting their needs before me ,
giving them undeserved importance.

Society directs me to ignore their flaws,
Society prompts me that I need them,
But I Don't need them , not really,
I won't kneel in front of them again,
I won't let their aspirations surpass mine,
They are just the liability I should have gotten rid of.

AYAAN'S FIRST POEM UNDER THE NAME CAGED:

SENSE OF FREEDOM

Let me Breathe,
Let me live,
Let me fail,
that will make me succeed;
Let me make my own mistakes,
I am not as helpless as I seem,
I may be green,
But the future is yet to be seen,
And while we don't know what the future holds,
There are tales which are yet to be told,
Don't try to fix my thinking into your mould ;
There would be failures & success, miseries & happiness,
And I will have no one to blame but myself,
I will learn from my mistakes without repenting the fruit of my sweat,
For Life is too short for regrets;
My choices are not your to take,
Just because you think my future is at stake;
So let me make my own mistakes,
Let me take life as it comes,
Taking one step at a time,
Without worrying about the future and fearing the outcome,
I will let the fate run and remember Carpe Diem ;
Without restrictions on my decisions,
Without influence on my sense of freedom,
I want to be solely accountable for my best and worst
in the years to come.

Their respective poems attracted them towards each other and they started chatting with each other online without knowing their respective identities.