Dated December 16, 2019
This is what my friend wrote today, after the unsecular and unconstitutional things happening in India:
It’s hard not to tear up.
It’s harder to find words and stand up.
I see what I love turning into something I fear.
I want back what was once dear.
I want to be there for people who have suffered harm.
Not my home to be the animal farm.
Due to the unfortunate scenario we are living in, she thinks it is "for the better" not to put her name. And for that, I say: