The world was naïve yet. That was the morning while I could get a hint about one great leveler that would almost urge the whole world take a restart, a common cause that would effect uncommon happenings worldwide, the reindeer walking down the forlorn city roads, and the multinational corporate professional opening take away booth from the home kitchen at the front room of the house. It was March, 2020.
So that was the edgy feeling; you find the Sun emanating matt copper light, tongue tasting caustic salaiva in the hole of the mouth, the air burning nostrils and the nerves between eyebrows while breathing in, and, and eyes experiencing fairy tales where demons were outnumbering angels.
The enormous waves of unbelievable resultants put each human out of the comfort zone. We were struck with one sense of trustlessness within, we forgot to keep faith on our own heartbeats. And, we were pushed hard out of our comfort zone. We became migrants, each of us, the dwellers of this good earth, all; and the world a grand diaspora.
Migrating Music 
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