Echoes
It is 8:29pm. Our weekend curfew began 29 minutes ago. The streets are absolutely desolate. There are barely any vehicles or people even during the day. Private offices are shut apparently and government offices are running at 50 percent capacity. Only essential services are on. Apparently. I have no idea. I haven’t stepped out of the house all week. The roads were so empty at 11:00am that a pair of little boys were battling a football around on the street with what looked like tubelight-type sticks. No walks we decided finally. What is final anyway? The parks were open though. We saw a few people walking around in a park nearby. There was an accident on the road today. A bike, a car and an auto. The number plate of the car broke off. They argued very little and then everyone drove off. It just doesn’t matter anymore. You might get covid arguing with saliva flying around. We are a containment zone apparently. There’s a board on our gate that says so. Apparently. So entry and exit are