Interim times i hope are these

Though dictating the new normalcies

One and all smitten by the fear of possiblities

Where too much a sneeze can mean

Every time i got a cough

Since my birth

A syrup and some water hot were enough

But the gravity of a choked throat never could lead to a choked heart

In the way it is now than in the past

Waking up every day with the news of some new one passed away

The new normal cannot be more new I wonder

It is the nature of the time only to pass away so quick and not of the life

And i hope that the fact remains that way I sincerely hope….