{Pic: Louis Hansel @shotsoflouis }
The pandemic clutched onto her like a warm, ardent lover.
Her blooming pencils filled with scented basil seeds tried to blow away the grimness of the room.
Soil filled broken vases near the window pane took many days to show the tiny green flags.
Ah, SPROUTS…..!
She recovered.
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©Mridula 2020
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