Food Delivery

I pressed the doorbell. No answer.

The food was getting cold, I pressed again.

The neighbor next door heard my motorcycle engine running and looked at me through his window grill.

I lifted the food packaging to show him my GrabFood delivery.

"Why don’t you leave it at the gate? My neighbor Uncle Chandran lives alone, he never goes out to collect food delivery ever since MCO started.”



It began to drizzle. Realising the gate is unlocked, I opened it and brought the food to the door.

As I got closer, a pungent stench overwhelmed me. I peeked into the window between the curtains and saw a decomposed body of an old man sitting on the chair with flies swirling around.

Horrified, I tried to call the police and my GrabFood notification popped up. “Is my food here yet?”

It was from Uncle Chandran.