A Short Story; The World Is Wearing Mask

After lockdown, it's my first day. The sun is shining so brightly than before, there is something different in the air. I point out questions to myself. Why there is so suffocation? Even though after so long, I'm here out of my house. Like, all shuffling thoughts are running through my head. There is a burden on me because I want to inhale something fresh. By my all puzzling thoughts, I start walking across the street, and I'm seeing nothing as like there is darkness. How it can be possible dark midday? I'm sweating all over head to toe. And I remember the old good days. When I see Jasminum sambac, these are the most beautiful floweret I saw. Its fragrance is just a whole blandish. I'm feeling the fleecy texture in my hands. This makes me feel like I'm entering into heaven. There are so many creatures to see ahead. I become so high, just as, I'm inhaling pukka oxygen. I've never seen such kind of pearls in my damn whole life. These are so sparkling like a glowing face. I step into the water, and it's too cold. It feels like, as you are showering at 47°C. Now I'm too cold for this thing. I'm all over blushing with different kinds of blossoms. I'm touching each and every part at this place. My hands are in a condition of nebulous. If I feel them, it makes me more appealing to myself. Because I feel so many creatures here, and I do believe it's just existence of mine in heaven. I just open my eyes, and what I'm seeing here right now; ahhhhh!! What the hell is going on? I think of a question to myself. I'm still standing in the street and having darkness all around. Even I can't breathe freely. Oh, yea! How it can be possible while wearing a mask? This world needs to wear masks. I'm not the only one to wear it! It makes me sick like I'm craving for something fresh. And what I all getting is a dark midday and covering face :)

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