Who do I become in the New World?
As I pen my reflections, my mother is preparing food and my father is bringing fruits for me to eat. I’m not one among the thousands anxious about whether there are enough food provisions at home or how much longer can we sustain with limited money at hand. Thankfully, I come from a moderately well-off family. But it is sad that I hardly thought about what the marginalised population is going through and the difficulty this pandemic is bringing to each person, forget doing something for it. This pandemic is turning the world upside down, even so, things look fine for me. Some areas look great...