Oh, dry as dust really.

  The slow motion replay doesn't show how fast the ball was really travelling-the world  watched like a hawk, the official trajectories issued by the covid hit countries and relaxed , only to get caught off- guard by the thoroughly misconstrued yorker . What then seemed like a 14-day lockdown has now been translated into an obscure inconclusive quarantine(atleast for the student community) or rather a perfunctory démarche.Three months back (when things were presumably appearing to settle down) ,all I cared about was the grass that pricked my bare feet and the noise and tohubohu around that barged in on my self-talk.Ironically, the same noise leans against the entrance of my residence today with a smirk hanging down its slender profile,chiacking me.Today as I see the sun switch shades of crimson and yellow and repeat the cycle the next day ,I wonder about the shade that would kiss the earth back to life . On a graver note, as I witness fellow citizens getting unemployed and ot...

 Undoing the wrongs or redrawing certain boundaries constitute those flames of desire that at some point have engulfed every aggrieved living breathing homo sapien sapien and scourged the monstrous ambitions of a number of perpetrators . In a parallel word ,some inquisitive little genes have always been hard put to stumble upon an utopian time machine that might give them a chance to probably gatecrash the Vienna conference and bring down the so-called world powers. If not that ,then some notoriously humane tasks like taking control of the "Jupiters" and "Thors" might have at least hit the brain cells of many. ‌ Not surprisingly though, if one odd morning I bruise my nose against the glass frame of a Time Machine while on my regular warp-speed morning walks around dog-legged footpaths, I would count myself in for an escapade. Honouring myself as a humanist ,I would for sure not help Japan manufacture hydrogen bombs to exact retribution from the United States of ...