By Moinak Dutta
Living in The Times of Lockdown
Living in the times of Lockdown
Is curiously surreal,
For spaces we, the humans leave, are claimed by others,
Like pigeons come in flocks to dance on the chowrasta,
Where before lockdown, cars stood bumper to bumper,
Blaring horns, letting out sooty smoke;
A friend from Gurugram sent me a picture of serious traffic signal violation on a thoroughfare —
A grand peacock slowly, almost leisurely walking across the road, oblivious of the traffic lights turning green;
Dolphins, showed on TV, danced their ways near the Marine Drive at Mumbai,
They looked surprisingly happy —
No fishing boats to chase them;
The sky of my city never looked so clear and blue
Like it does now,
The trees looked greener too,
And the roads, so clutter free.
What Covid19 taught us
Covid 19 outbreak has brought into fore
How in the time of distress and panic
Religion closes its doors; and even family members become distant;
How even the dead bodies are left behind;
How Fear controls every bit of us;
And how the old ways of enjoying life in rest and repose
Had been the most perfect ways to lead our lives;
And above all, how it is that home is all that matters at the end of the day.
This life is good.
You and I —
Looking at each other
And heaving a sigh.
Moiank Dutta is a teacher by profession and published fiction writer and poet with two literary & romance fictions to his credit. His third fiction is going to be published soon. Many of his poems and short stories have been published in dailies, magazines, journals, ezines.