Typhoon Tangled Mockingbird murmurs insights:
Genre: Free style expression poetry.
this corona seeping in and taking serious toll of emotions for the lost ones.
I am tangled far away from any safe
environment as I am in hospital premises.
That was fine too, but far from home
makes it worrisome for all my well-wishers.
What can be worse when your basic needs
require a visit to hospital where its positive.
Death is inevitable, but if it occurs
because of plague, obviously one avoids that place.
My brunch, dinner, coffee, tea makes me
to stroll along those alleys of hot-spot.
People say prevention is better than
cure, but that’s definitely not my case.
What makes it even worse is the dengue
epidemic that struck lately in the vicinity.
My immediate well wishers often call me,
but this 2G connection also creates havoc.
My parents are strong but how long will
it last if they’ve not been able to talk regularly.
The worst part is that I have to visit
offices for my visa renewal making me even more prone.
This condition just gives me an urge to
hug my parents but that’s also what I can’t do.
I want to seek Almighty’s refuge, but
that’s also haltered as mosques barred entry of pupil.
I can have moral support as I got some
really good friends but they are self-quarantined.
I am not scared to die as I am a firm
believer but dying without ritual bath just speaks itself.
Seeing people around with mask put on is
satisfying but there are always miscreants around
In nutshell, I want home not this place
where if you catch common flu no one comes close.
I am worried about my batch-mate left all
alone in LH with no one to take care of her.
Anyways trust Lord, He plans best for an
individual. But I seek His refuge desperately.
Blog posted on 29th Mar, 2020 <> around 1 year ago