Cruising around quiet roads, I felt a deep sense of loss.
Loss of freedom-> Not so long ago, people used to hang out late, socializing. Today everyone coops inside, socializing yes, but not outdoors.
Loss of freedom->Where anyone spoke to everyone without fear, today everyone speaks but now; thinks about what can be spoken.
It’s so easy to protest but do we ever think of what we have got. We demand our rights but do we do our duties?
Sometimes in the hurry to demand, we lose so much, the loss is much more than what we gain.
In response to the word prompt QUIET @ Velvet verbosity and the situation in the Gulf.