|Pic Credit: Times of India|
“Five thousand ONLY, you
think you can break lockdown rules?” snaps the man brandishing the municipality
badge. Sporting aviators indoors, he struts around with an air of arrogance,
while his mask having slipped under his nose, rests on his mustache. Not one
of the 54 masked individuals at the wedding venue dare to expose the irony of the
“But … we
have only 50 guests. Minimal staff for catering also.”
“Give it Saab, you want us to come back and
bother you?” murmurs the assistant. I watch as my uncle helplessly dips into
his wallet for the cash.
Note: This 100-word micro-fiction is written for the Covid Crazies 2021 Edition of the Blogging from A-Z Challenge. The entire list of 2021 posts can be accessed here.