Children of Lockdown

In the third week of the nationwide lockdown, when only a few responsible hadn’t resumed casual roaming about the city, I sat across from the screen was my two and a half-year-old niece, who had recently started babbling words that made some sense. Our weekly meetings had been reduced to video calls, and her extroverted self was not taking it too well. So, her mother tried to explain why, all of a sudden, the whole world has come to a halt. Her…