Empty streets

If I sit back and imagine what it would be like to walk to the tuition when our country is facing a lockdown due to COVID-19, what I am able to visualize is totally empty streets. Street corners would have welcomed a void where the aunties used to gather and do gossip, also the roadside romeos will finally not fall for every other girl passing beside them. And finally these aunties will not judge you, the group of loafers will finally not block your way and stare at you. Also you might have always wanted this to happen but this sudden silence will altogether make you miss all this. You might miss kids roaming around on their bicycles, some playing, some practicing, some just fighting with each other and some just having fun. Maybe you will miss those walk mates you would find while walking towards your destination and what about that big black dog you always found super near your tuition, I bet you will miss him too though you were afraid of him. Those groups of students out of the tuition gate back bitching of their teacher, the couple romanticizing everything about each other, and those friends that meet after ages and who start their conversation with abuses noising through their mouths. I bet the shop that you hated because of it’s services, you would miss it too. You will miss complaining to your friends about their pending parties whenever you pass through street food stalls, you will miss that newcomer who had no idea that the shopkeeper is befooling him for some extra coins. You will even miss the victim of your fun making when any of your friends got welcomed by a beat of pigeon on their shoulder and you will miss going and playing with the new puppies across the street that welcomed a park. You might miss the love birds on that very hideous bench in that park on your way and that swing ride you rode forgetting your age when you had spare minutes left till the deadline. Remember that aunty who told you the way out when the used to and only known way was blocked due to construction of new roads, you will surely miss rubbing and wiping your name or shapes on that dusty car window you always found while walking and when you used the glass doors of saloons as your mirror, how can you not miss that? You will miss those handsome hunks, the black pag (turban) and an all black attire, mustard shirt  and navy blue jeans, the one with extremely attractive glasses and red jacket, the one with navy blue shirt and black shoes that has an X mark on it and so many more categories. You will miss ignoring your too old friends that have nothing to do in your life right now and then end up meeting them and chatting till the numbers get exchanged.
You will miss the  street lights falling on your face and darkening the background and you will miss walking on a road, a busy one.
The pigeons, the dogs and even the cats will come to a point when they will be missing humans, the ones who shooed them always.