When it all started a year back,
It was shocking to see people dying,
For merely doing what they did for years,
Breathing in air and mingling together.

But the shock soon turned into a mundane lifestyle.
For there no longer remained anything new,
Laying confined in homes for months along.

Seasons bore witness to a monotony replay,
Of ‘eat, sleep and repeat’ played on loop.
People graduated; people got married.
People died….

At first it was numbers in faraway lands,
Then it snowballed into...