My dear Covid,
I have no regrets,
My book is in the process,
It will soon be out.
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My dear Covid,
At 25 I feel like fifty,
I have faced infidels galore,
I have savoured the adrenaline rush of life,
I have been in the depth of love,
I have also felt the mind numbing void.
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My dear Covid,
I have seen the beauty of the European Province,
The human race of which you are destroying,
I have seen the streets being raided by tourists,
Of the Economy that is now collapsing.
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My dear Covid,
I am a simple girl from the hills,
A Freelancer and an Introvert,
I already lived in Quarantine.
In India, they say the hills liberate you and bring you peace,
They say, Our gods used to reside in these hills.
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My dear Covid,
I don’t seek any worldly pleasures,
A Cabin in the hills,
A warm fire in the hearth,
A book in hand sipping a hot mug of coffee is all I dream of.
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My dear Covid,
I just hope my book will grant people some pleasure,
If it comes out during the Corona scare.
I just want to pray for the human race,
To make out of this alive and safe.
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My dear Covid,
I bribed the Cosmos everyday,
In the past one year,
I asked it to abduct me,
Take me away as this land felt alien.
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My dear Covid,
I just want you to know,
I have lived my dreams,
And if not the Cosmos but you decide to liberate me,
I will have no regrets,
I will leave with a peaceful mind.
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My dear Covid,
I want to thank you for bringing balance to nature,
Coming from the Himalayas,
I always connected more with nature than with people.
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My dear Covid,
If you decide to take me away,
I wouldn’t mind it anyway,
Because, I know I have left enough memories,
Of kindness and of Love,
For all the people dear to me to remember me by,
And I hope these will be lessons they can pass on,
To the generations that will follow them,
To be kind to nature,
So that it does not avenge itself with a ‘Corona’ again.
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Sincerely,
A Girl from the Himalayan Foothills
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