Cordless

No one knows you better than you.

In a convo, the master advises and the comrade complies until the climax is an anti-climax, or is it?

‘The Anatomy of...’ series begins with pessimism of something on my mind. But with a filtered eye, I try to discover its nuanced anatomy. In this edition, I look at Hope, Care and Trust.

My thoughts while I await my COVID-19 results, at 2.27 a.m. on March 31. Pangs of nervousness take me back to time. I discover I must trust howsoever testing times can be. We shall fly.