DEAR MR PM…A HUMBLE REQUEST
By Neel Anil Panicker
“My dear countrymen, it is time for very tough measures to battle the menace of this deadly Corona Virus, and so, the only buzz word from now on must be SAFETY—safety not just of your own but also of your near and dear ones and thereof the entire nation. Hence, I, as the head of this great family called India, proclaim a complete 21-day lockdown all over India from…”
“Here, rush…I say run to the market, and buy…”
Being literally pushed out of his own house was a new low, even by his own abysmal standards for Deepak Malhotra, the benign henpecked husband of a score and half years.
He opened his mouth to mumble something but his wife beat him to it, “here, she said as she thrust three large bags and several crisp high denomination notes into his trouser pockets before adding, “milk, rice, wheat, potatoes, tomatoes, onions, brinjals, soap, toothpaste, cooking oil, hand wash, sanitisers and anything that you can lay your hands on…go rush”.
As Deepak stumbled out of his house and hit the streets, he wondered if someway the PM would simply whisper into his ears such earth shaking announcements and not make them on prime time national televisionz especially at 8 pm, the time when his dear wife firmly enconsces herself in front of the idiot box.
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