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  Who would’ve thought these days would come where masking your face is advised rather than showing your true self. It isn’t really an issue because people don’t have to mask their smiles anymore over this disheartening pandemic. The masks haven’t only replaced the colour of lipstick on our lips but also the colour of our lives. Everyone is hearing the same slogans every day, “Stay Safe, Stay Home, Sanitize!”. But only because of the doctors of our nation, we are living in faith and not fear; The doctors who are working so hard for keeping us alive by holding to our souls by pulling on a rope of credence; The doctors who, just like Lord Krishna, are balancing their shield and services on their fingers and keeping the virus from touching mother Earth; The doctors who are going arm to arm and wrestling with the devil in disguise; The doctors who are trying to hold our hands from across the walls by fighting against the green sorrows; The doctors who are holding the earth like a c...

It's 02:44am and I'm in my bed Physically present, but my mind is wandering to so many places at once. I let my tears flow accompanied by the thoughts rolling down my cheeks. They feel like gore on my wrists. People tell me I’m living in hell, That this is a perfect illusion I’ve sugar-coated. But how do I tell them I like it here? That every night when I subjugate myself, I let my thoughts conquer me Just to feel the reigning I hold. I let my heart skip a beat Just to reform its beat to the rhythm of raindrops patting the window. I let my claws be buried in my chest, Not to leave marks of guilt, But to hug myself and feel anything but regret. I let myself choke as I utter “I love you”. Not to anyone else around, But my reflection in the mirror. I let myself feel that in this moment, I’m broken but that means in some other moment, I had been loved. I tell myself I feel nothing but difficult. Difficult, yes. But not nothing. I’m not nothing. Sometimes, in hoping to not let go of...