AnythingUnderTheSun

What happens when you run around in circles? You get nowhere and if you're on earth a year passes by. We're back where it all started. After a round of lockdowns, aggressive tracing, testing and treating, government throwing up its hand in defeat, the virus magically diminishing from the population, we have arrived at the doorstep of another round of lockdowns. We went from tracking COVID numbers to tracking vaccinations and back to watching COVID cases quadruple every week. But this time, the government machinery is focussed on vaccinating the most vulnerable population, they might not even have the bandwidth to set up another trace, test, treat task force. But do take comfort in the fact that there won't be any vessels bangings even. On Social Media we have gone from questioning the number of cases & death reported to questioning our vaccine choices to cribbing the vaccination pace is no good and now we're again trying to find pictures of every cremation in this c

Bordering our community wall is a public ground. Although it is neighbours with an active cemetery, the ground is usually teaming with life. Looking at it from our bedroom window is a regular feature in our daily lives. Even on the days we don’t explicitly gaze down, the constant humming arising from part human, part animal & bird’s activity, gently reminds us of its presence.  It’s been 2 years or less since the panchayat/ municipality has cleared off bushes & debris, planted trees at the perimeter, made a pitch and cut access for four wheelers much to the dismay of nouveau drivers. Ever since, the ground has been a hotspot for gully cricketers. Even in the hottest of the summer days, the ground hosts several cricket matches and a couple running in parallel on holidays. It is a no brainer, the ground is a boon for the neighbourhood, but every time I look down, I wonder : Where are the girls? Right across the ground within the walls of our gated community, you can easily spot g