Love during the Corona War

With India locked up, and dirty boy Corona doing the rounds out there in the streets to catch any gallant humans outside, a new generation might be unleashed as bored, scared and desperate couples use their unspent energies through forgetting and forgiving dives into the pools of physical intimacy. Demographic statisticians must be waiting with bated breaths, scared with the added workload waiting in the wings, at the possible surge in the population growth curve. To the hell with Corona waging a war from the side of mortality! We Indians are the valiant foot soldiers of the goddess of fertility and procreation. With back-breaking fight for economic survival being suspended, we may go all out into procreation to tilt the scale in favor of creation against the forces of destruction. Idiotic Corona peeking through the windows will surely lose heart. The moaning moments of human creation will make it feel ashamed of its destructive potential. We have the onus of keeping creation ahead of destruction. An entire new generation will crop up, sired out of fear, boredom and desperation, the Corona time brats. They are sure to have congenital immunity against the deadly virus. The fight in the bedrooms will take two courses. The couples who have been waging wars against each other like the worst enemies on earth will fall into bed after calling a ceasefire. The best lovebirds, who have been the apple of each other’s eyes since decades or even moths, will fall down on the floor with an all out scratching of each other’s hair like wild cats fighting to save the universe. To disappoint master Corona, both these courses will have the same result, addition to the stock of Homosapiens, the Corona-resistant generation. So when the sun  will smile warmly again after the frigid night, and the air will be free of Corona scare, many a lady will have motherly compassionate smile on their lips as they walk a bit more carefully while rolling their hands softly on their elevated tummies. Look forward to better times, man! Keep Hope!