Hello everyone… We are amid the most fatal pandemic of this century which has literally given us ‘ a month of Sundays '. The death toll indicates an affectionate inclination of the coronavirus towards old people. Yet with this lockdown extending to infinity and our patience dwindling to a trickle, I fear we youngsters are more prone to being hospitalized than our grandparents are. Some day soon, out of impatience and frustration, our brains might cease to work and some adorable cuss words will escape our lips. We’ll be bludgeoned by our parents inside our homes instead of the police outside. (“Mere muh se nikal gayi, meri zabaan tuut gayi, Pappa” won’t be able to save our ass😜) News update: 24k corona positives, 1000k ‘sooja pichhwada' positives in India! In spite of such life-threatening risks, the home feels like the safest place in the world (c’mon, stop imagining Hogwarts and Berlin Bunker 😒) during a state of turmoil even when it may not be. Home is the perfect...
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