“I arrived on a late winter night, filled with iridescent lights and luminescent sky scrapers. The city loomed like a sparkler. A sparkler, that donates light and happiness. I roamed around the city and glanced at the resplendent structures around me. Everything seemed full of hope and joy. I sauntered patiently around the city, glimpsing at the debonair and demure people buzzing past me.
I shook the stall owner’s hands and thanked him for making me those warm and comforting fries. The railings in the public bus gave me a boulder-like support through out my journey around the city. I heard the porcelain making those wonderful clinking noises as they sat tightly in my hands. I followed a congenial attitude with a fellow customer sitting abreast. He retaliated with a warm gesture of patting my back.
A couple of days post my arrival, the citizens started falling sick. Beds, beds everywhere. I heard people coughing. I glanced at some helpless ones getting asphyxiated. Some even had colossal tins placed next to their berths. Most of them had a million tubes moving across their frames. Now, people had to stay locked in their respective houses. I nestled on the wall, wondering what the reason could be. The numbers started proliferating enormously as days passed. I watched incredulously at the mortality rate. I stared apologetically at the authorities moving around in long gown-like clothes and masks that covered half of their countenances. I was not sick albeit my fellow citizens were. So I resolved to move to the United States.
There too, my fellow citizens started chattering about a ‘pandemic’. I descried my ailing counterparts succumb to their illness. And so I moved to Italy and then to Spain and then to Brazil. The numbers sky rocketed to thousands that went up further, making it a lakh. I was reticent about the secret of mine though. I never told anyone that I moved around countries carelessly without falling ill.
I moved to India, hoping to get a better place to live in. But unfortunately, the pompous Indian cities too, fell prey for the pandemic. The numbers burgeoned nerve-rackingly now. It was despondent to see my fellow citizens passing away in humongous numbers.My altruistic nature hoped for these citizens to get better. I moved to numerous other countries consequently, only to look at the poor mortals falling sick and eventually pass away. Mothers mourned, children wept, wives cried inconsolably.The economy plummeted unbelievably. Everything around me stood juxtaposed to how it was the day I turned up.
I hoped for a place to live in. Some place where I don’t get to see a disconsolate environment” weened Covid.