What if,
in this lockdown,
we develop different idioms and phrases
that mean the same?
What if
evolution put us on an express track
each group in its micro bubble?
What if
every such unit
became a Galápogos Island?
And what if,
when the gates open
and we meet
or bump into each other
at the mall,
at the supermarket,
at the movies,
while crossing the road,
we hear sounds
and not the words?
What if
we can’t figure out the other?
Probably,
I am being too cynical.
Probably,
it is only a sign of the times.
Day 17 of the 21-day lockdown in India
Grains of thought 