Truth boarded 2021!

Let's board on a journey from nationwide lockdown of 21 days to no beds, no hopes.

It all started with a taste of dalgona and now here we are searching for oxygen and plasma. With each passing day, my vision wants hope to still stay. A name turned into body which can't be cremated by the loved ones, who are supposed to be alive but eventually they had an obvious death inside.

The pandemic saw the golden days of multiple chefs at each place is now leaving a track where a child cries, "I want my parents back." Many families were broken, humans dealt with covid but lost to the destiny that was chosen.

To the optimists of 2020, why your words didn't last long? My heart skips a beat for the one who died in her mother's womb. A major salute to the warriors who sacrificed being fearless, but some are still dealing of graveyards for the sake of mere business. 

Lamps of the families were defused irrespective of the number of diyas and candles that were lighted. Sounds of cry was ruling the nation irrespective of how much force you applied to clap and till which duration.

Once a queue was seen in front of the liquor distributors, now the route changed its way to the hospitals and oxygen recruiters. Humans welcomed 2021 as the shaft of light, eight months still left for us to celebrate a new year with the same hopes or a battle which we fear. 

Social media filled with excessive influencers and their daily challenges took an off to the stories and posts delivering "Is their any donor of plasma?" or a few numbers you could pass. No nationwide lockdown, no curfew but then too the surrounding says it all.The need of free rations and food is still there as people see the tremendous death fair. 

All the desires and wants were left aside, one could only hear "I just wish to survive". A fantasized year was over and the truth boarded 2021 which left none with power.