The repeat telecast of the dying and dead, panicked attendants, and shouting ambulances made me gasp for breath. I left for the backyard where, in thick darkness, on a bench, I did some deep breathing for plenty of oxygen. As I felt relaxed, someone sat down beside me, gently placing his/her right arm around me. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning. I saw the arm around me was covered with corona-like spikes and from the other dangled bunches of currency notes. With a Satanic smile, the stranger whispered, “I am a human variant of Covid-19, waiting to be named.”
Swapan k Banerjee
21/5/2021 07:32:39 am
Probing and insightful, Paritosh.
Pamela Kennedy
21/5/2021 10:12:08 am
Your story made me shudder...let's hope we don't have that to look forward to...
Susan Reid
21/5/2021 01:48:22 pm
Paritosh,
Sivan Pillai
21/5/2021 02:42:44 pm
You have brought out the current state of mind of people all over the world, Paritosh. Let's hope we are near the end of the tunnel.
Krystyna
21/5/2021 06:18:37 pm
Excellent personification of a scary, unnamed monster lurking in our earthly domain. Feeling goosebumps while reading this vivid tale. How many more variants of Covid-19 will there be?
Bobby Warner
21/5/2021 09:38:38 pm
This one is good for a nightmare--or two!--Paritosh. Good job!
Mary Wallace
22/5/2021 04:06:39 am
So frightening Paritosh.
Sue Clayton
22/5/2021 06:20:50 am
A shivery, quivery tale of a Covid variant, Paritosh. I heard the hiss as his oxygen began to drain away.
Paritosh Chandra Dugar
23/5/2021 06:40:12 am
Thank you Swapan, Pamela, Susan, Sivan, Krystyna, Bobby, Mary, and Sue for your inspiring comments.
Paritosh Chandra Dugar
23/5/2021 02:06:00 pm
Thank you, Don. Comments are closed.
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