Pandemic Savations by Riniki Chakravarty Marwein

Pandemic Salvations

Riniki Chakravarty Marwein

our neighbour’s elder mouth bells at the door, announces his wife he titled on the internet. her cheeks of country virgin fresh now have a leader, they meet our assumed aura of spinsters. his elevated expression swells out more tongue about his other salvation by newly heard online healers, he adds they have tagged him one of our town’s latest corrections. we noise the part where his name is floating their marquee with our duty to inform our homing one of us upstairs who is now in pathogenised demography. we are eager to also offer our apologies for having to miss his prayer before two cups of tea to celebrate his third matrimony, but the end of our pandemic sentence made long by mother tongue converges on his wife’s teenage speed with which she slings her own lightness from his side to the street. he mismatches her urgency with polite charge towards her waiting for him but in a hurry, her see-through kerchiefed eyes passing through closed window parts of our home’s body. we watch his Bible- fattened pocket switching parts to let his right hand crawl back to grease her story.