The world is taking shelter from Covid-19. All days are spent at home staying away from others, trying to limit the spread of this virus that has stopped the world. A tiny bug with a lot of might. To take lives. And then there are nights when the music is playing and the nights are balmy and the surroundings are beautiful and love is filling the air. What more could one want from life.
Happy lights light up the night. Music plays in the background. You are one of the privileged few unaffected by the times. Except for the few changes in day to day happenings. You feel for the migrant workers who even as you are writing this piece are possibly trying to walk their way back home. Uncertain if they will ever make it. In India. A country you love and hate at the same time. For the colour in spreads in life and the unforgiving lines it draws. With caste and privilege. One can never understand how the masses fall for the story of hate being spread by the ruling class to divide the people. A clan of Muslims spread the disease intentionally?????? How can people buy into this propaganda??
But life goes on. At the expense of others. Is that an acceptable balance? Should people try and make peace with it? Or fight it with all their might? Fight with all their might, the heart screams. How can you ever believe these sad lies the politicians are trying to spread???!??
Its a beautiful night and I want to fight the cruelty in the world. Fill it with love the way my life is.
