About Climate changes
How Quarantine Changed My Life Often, recluses go to far-fetched locations with no purpose other than “finding their true selves, and their purpose in this world.” In India, ascetics and monks follow a similar rite of passage, once they reach a certain maturity level. You know what I would say to that, not six months ago? I wouldn’t understand it…
Smoke everywhere, Tyranny prevails. Children die as their mother wails. Bombs, Guns, Terrorism win, The voices once heard now go dim. Tears, Blood and Bodies colour the ground, Despair and disappointment cover the crowd. The line between life and death, Looks closer than ever, Racist slurs and awry viruses, Are ruining us forever. She looks on as her children die,…