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Overcome The Unseen Enemy!

By Rahel Dal


Mama, mama, where are you?

I think she didn’t come back from the job in hospital today hmm !!!

Papa, papa, where is mum???

It’s so bad he’s not worried, where is she hmm...!! 😓😓

Beta, let’s go..let’s go...let’s see mum..

Wear mask ...wear gloves...wear plastic

Why so, why so dad ?? Why I’ve to wear all this??

Oh mum ...!!! Why are you on bed ??? Why your breathing so fast?? What happened to her dad...!!!?? 🤔

Beta don’t be afraid mama will be fine, just pray for your mama...hmm..!!

It’s been days...it’s been days...mourning and solitude fills my rest...!!!

Oh God ..!! Help my mama..!!! Ah..ah..




Ventilator beeps...high...low...high..low...

What’s that and all of a sudden....a constant beeeep......dark silence....!!!

Oh no..!!! I guess a bad dream...

Dad please dad...why are you crying?

A monotonous melody touches the soul ...

Dark clouds comes infront of my eyes ashore .....!!!!😞😞

And that’s the journey, COVID-19 is a bad dream...

It’s time to wake up , it’s time to beware..

Nothing is important as important our as family affairs...👍👍

Make it a point rise for the unity, rise for the safety....!!

Life is uncertain not going to ask....you are a Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christian.👍👍

Just find a way out of it to live a better future together a more...!!!

Let’s fight it ...let’s fight it...!!!✅

Don’t let it win ...our lives...our families...!!!

Be safe... beware...be sanitised and let others safe too... !!!

And that’s the need of the hour...!!!👍👍


By Rahel Dal






 
 
 

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