Under the wild tree,flowers were scattered and I felt the nature had decorated them with an unique style. The street was silent except the dogs playing their hide seek game. It was morning. After lock down I was trying to have my normal life again to flourish with bustle. I observed the changed habits of people maintaining social distance. The Covid 19 taught them the truth of death and life. "How will be the life", I thought walking. "Renu", someone was calling. I looked back. A young man with mask was coming. I was in mask also. I smiled myself as he was a strenger to me. He came and asked, "you did not call back, why?" "I am not Renu, Mr." "Sorry, really sorry. I was waiting her and thought you as Renu. Sorry." I looked at his eyes and found grief. "It's okay", I said and moved away. I found him looking towards the scattered flowers under the wild tree.
Life is a journey...