En Route

So, I was here early morning.Just arrived.Waiting for my bus.The hustle-bustle┬áno less than the pre-pandemic times.Same struggles, same delays.My gaze went around,saw nothing but that same liveliness.But it’s masked now.As if attempting to contain seamless within.A mere restriction.A collective-psyche obligation.Not to prevent.Not to cause.But just there , for the sake of it.///Dogs streaking in and…

A typical day in Quarantine

You wake up when the sun is at its peak , and the beacon of light filters through the curtain caressing your hair , making you aware that it is way past early morning hours . If you are living with your family , you might be fortunate enough to receive the bombardment of taunts…