Corona Diaries - 8

I'm back with a full battery, charged to 100 percent on a lookout for the prey without masks.

I heard someone's Nokia tune out there. I rushed to check if the person had taken off the mask to speak, bad luck, he wasn't. I moved on with my journey. I got into the government bus with no luck, but you have to believe me when I tell you, it was a real transforming journey for me.

 It was heart wrenching to hear from someone on the other side that the boss had thrown her off, of her job on whose shoulders the family ran. I heard the girl from this side giving her false reassurance that things would settle down soon and everything would be normal. I had to appreciate her optimism.

I focussed my attention on the next person who was cribbing about his salary being cut into half and how he was struggling to pay the loan.

For him at least loan, but how would this security guard survive without even a penny in his pocket, is anyone's listening. I bet you would have never come across this incident in your life. I saw the person next to the security guard behaving suspiciously. He had overheard the conversation of security guard and now he was trying to get close to him physically. I got real angry and barged towards him as I saw him flicking something from the security guard's pocket, how disgusting and cheap, is it not? Before I could reach him, he got down from the bus. I was stopped by the comments from the security guard. God bless you!!! What bless someone who tried to flick from your pocket. I went close to the guard, astonished at the sight. That person had kept it 100 rupees notes, which the guard counted to 10 and touched those notes onto his forehead and sighed a huge relief. The mobile phone indeed was helpful in finding some relief to the security guard. I was feeling guilty of thinking wrong about that person, who indeed had helped security guard survive.

I moved on to the next lady who seemed to be in love with the person on phone. Her mask was soaked with tears. I could hear her boyfriend speaking to her and told her to wait for a few more months to get married and that he would convince his parents about their affair. Then, I realized that the lady's tears were of happiness.

It was my turn to get down at the next stop in search of a prey.

Let's see who's next..

Yours lovingly,

Corona diaries 8

To be continued....