Over the past few weeks, she has asked me about life, death, god, online classes vs. classroom teaching, meat dishes vs. vegetarian dishes, among other things.
To the ones who haven’t found home in between the four walls of common blood, today, I write for you.
While everyone in Delhi is boasting of clean air and a decline in noise pollution, what about the street vendors on the silent streets of Chandni Chowk?
Home might not be safe for everyone.
Who will save us from a demon that we have birthed – stretching like emptiness for one and sucking up rationed air for another?