Ghanashyam Bista after lockdown

"Isolated, I reflected on the harsh realities of life during lockdown. I realised that I was living in a fool's paradise."

The sunlight peeped through the trees and settled on the dewy grass. Naxal park looked like a fading, ancient painting. The blanket of mist melted away and the trees were painted in the warmth of the sun. The park stirred awake with a soft glow of the gentle morning.