Looking for answers

I flip a few folios feverishly from the favourite one

I delve deep into the one full of know-how

I stare and stare at one without a dust cover

hoping it will enlighten me how to face this new adversary

I considered them friends all my life

friends, guides, mentors all

rushing to them as a child would to mother

turning to them for solace

to entertain me when boredom struck

and to advise me when I sought answers to esoteric questions

On rainy evenings they were by my side

on sun-soaked winter afternoons they sat with me

during late night waits they gave me company

My life was guided by them every step of the way

so when life threw a curve ball I rushed to them

but the truth is such a war has never been fought before

there is no handbook as a guide

the rules are…