Corona is Not a Joke

Eid-ul-Fitr festival was approaching. I spent about two months indoors, and I began to dream of seeing the outside world, which was closed to us because of Pandemic disaster, the wind in which breathing was a crime, the people they met were like meeting death, those streets and markets which was crowded and bustling, were left desolate. An unseen fear and helplessness prevailed all the time but what should have been done? Eid was Eid so I had to go out then I prepared myself with all my courage and when I went out it seemed like maybe I am a creature of another world who is walking in this street and market wearing gloves and mask.

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