We all have someone in our lifes, to whom saying goodbye is unacceptable. We would rather live in the illusion of their existence than accepting the reality of their departure. The times we are living in, has taken away the source of joy from millions of families leaving their lives derelict by the uproar of calamities.
The Shadows of Rancour: We live in the ‘modern times’ where the bedrock of humankind is buttressed by the dicey imagination and trust in future . We surmise our progress and happiness to be the legacy of our belief in this imagination.
Poem of a Pandemic: In the worst hour of the worst of times, it is only love that keeps us going. Our victory from this pandemic will only be for love.