Lockdown, curfew, pandemic - too familiar a word within a year's span, when it was only yesteryear I complained about being too engaged with stuffs. The irony of unprecedented events which on the bright side has ushered me yet again how beautiful life is.
βͺοΈππ¨π¦πβͺοΈThe thought of home has always been an intriguing notion in my mind. Home to me is a feeling, a feeling of belongingness. Home is in the heart that cares for you regardless; your family, friends and your lover. This is my happy place, I am home.
The pandemic has it perks too, bringing us closer under one roof. We have had a lot of trials and tribulations, in and out of hospitals, relocating places, but hey we're here, happy and smiling, please don't miss out Grandma's aura in this frame. All love ππ―
A handful of Mizo students in Bengaluru peacefully protesting against CAA (silent vigil, no slogans) in front of Mizoram House gate, BTM Layout, being heckled by mob and asked if they are members of a militant group or ULFA (not even related to Mizoram).