Rahul Singh
I Have done what many of those living in Mumbai, Delhi, Bengaluru, even Chandigarh and Kasauli, have done — escape to Goa. Earlier in the year, I managed to take the last flight from Delhi to Mumbai on March 22, the day the ‘Janata Curfew’ was announced, followed almost immediately by a complete lockdown in the entire country. I was lucky. Nobody then had imagined how long and serious the pandemic would become, and the many ramifications it would have. To be cooped up in one place, and that, too, mostly in my Mumbai flat, was very trying for a constant traveller and socialiser like myself. When my local club opened its tennis courts — first only for singles play and then doubles as well — it was a huge relief.