I come out in the relaxed curfew break to look for you. Even with everyone in masks, my eyes can never miss yours. I run towards you but stop short, scared. What if I am a carrier and I infect you?
While the heart wants to shed all emotions and hold you in my arms, the brain wins over and we discover love in the times of Corona—standing one metre apart.
Our eyes meet, and I feel your tight hug.
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Uday Biradar
Joined: 09 Feb, 2019 | Location: Mumbai, India
A software professional based out of Mumbai who always had the urge to chronicle his musings on life....
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