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Itika sureka

Tragedy

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Itika sureka

Tragedy

The New Way Around

The New Way Around

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Forced early rising halted and overeating began.

Enmasked we left and sweaty we returned.

Fearing any harm encapsulated,

Washing and scrubbing continued.


No touching, no sneezing, no coughing too,

Lest you should cause running soon.

Less sharing, more caring

More distant, less affected.


Junk we prepare and money we save,

Remembering the tasty food we once ate

Nothing but our eyes and tongue melt.

Formals weep for the scarcity of pick.


Night wears are yawning to be put back to bed.

Technology is cunning, the fox it fades

Network is humorous, cracks voices and visages.

Learning to learn with tough times ahead

Shortages we met and adjustments stared.


Online beat offline mode and is cheering out loud.

Classes we attend in the luxury of our bedroom.

Food by our side and on nightwear to relie


Exams before the screen and papers by our side.

Family seems like a family as everyone is home

Outings have stopped,

Trapped in the body indoor along with the soul.



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