‘My Dystopic Nightmares’: An Artist’s Impression of the Lockdown

Amidst a nationwide lockdown, political instability and isolation, I turn to art to vent my suppressed fears about what’s going around and what lies ahead.

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1. They burnt their hunger into ashes.

They ate the ashes with honey.

Sweet honey.

Sweeter than the prime time news debates!

 

2. I saw a window-like creature.

A creature that craves for freedom.

Freedom comes with a cost.

There’s freedom available in the market.

But the shops are closed.

The shops that used to sell freedom online are closed too!

 

3. I saw a human.

A human of orthochromatic sensation.

A human who screams.

A human who is a construction worker of isolation.

A human who used to use black tapes instead of concrete.

 

4. Who abandoned whom?

They said the car abandoned the street.

I saw the street to abandon the car.

The street was hungry.

Hungry enough to not eat anything.

 

5. I saw them.

They were playing games.

Locked down.

Indoor games.

They were playing indoor games with nail cutters.

They cut their nails like nightmares cut the wounds.