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March/ April 2020 Diary: Lockdown

It is a time when people are locked at home and birds are singing outside their balcony, a time when people are locked at home and animals walking through the streets. Are they looking for human or they are claiming their territory that was gradually invaded by human? In winter 2019 when leopard was a common scene in the colony, I was excited about how the animals are claiming their territory. And now, when I see videos of animals walking through the streets of cities, my heart feels with joy. Am I a nerd? I love the birds chirping outside my balcony. There are more than 10 varieties of birds now singing early morning to greet the sunshine a warm healthy day. To me, this is cool! When the world is busy investigating whether Covid-19 is biological weapon made by China or America or both OR an animal virus that got its way through raw bat to human, when scientists are researching on medications for Corona Virus, when doctors and nurses are themselves dying while saving lives, w

Baby Mamma bonding

A mother lives her life once again with her child. Today, I played different games with Era. I play with her every day but today was a bit different. She made me dance on the tunes she created hitting empty oil can. To those who know how bad I am at dancing, more interesting fact is, I was dancing on the terrace. Yes, open terrace. I hoped no one was watching from their terrace. After each dance, I was rewarded with hug and finally upon completion of the program, she bought me toffee, lollipop and ice cream. Don't be exclaimed about ice cream in winter, everything was 'acting wala' bought from an imaginary shop on the piled bricks.  On 18th this month, when I attended the annual function at her school, my mind travelled back to school days. Watching those little children perform dance on songs dedicated to the nation / soldiers was too emotional. 'Yo ho mero pran bhanda pyaro, maitighar maitighar maitighar' was ringing on my head all through the