Extinction of experience

When was it last time when I failed to experience a common experience?

When was it last time when I saved an endangered experience?

When was it last time when I heard the sound of the sea and a mountain speak?

When was it last time when I got drenched in a desert rain?

When was it last time when I touched a Chui-Mui plant and saw it to come back to its original state?

When was it last time when I saw a flower blossoming in my garden?

When was it last time when I found the experience of delight in my everyday life?

When was it last time when I missed the essence of subtlety in my life?

When was it last time when I fed a real hungry man?

When was it last time when I missed meeting my childhood friends?

When was it last time when I watched Jab pyar kisise hota hai, the film I must have watched umpteen times?

When was it last time when I turned the pages of Baalkand in Ramcharitmanas?

When was it last time when I sang with the chorus ‘more tum prabhu guru pitu maata…’?

When was it last time when I drank water directly from the tap in a hot summer day?

When was it last time when I ate ‘baasi roti with aadhi paki arhar ki daal’?

When was it last time when I saw the flock of pigeons returning home?

When was it last time when someone called my name, preceded by several uncalled for ‘adjectives’,

that are in shudh bhasha called ‘gaali’?

When was it last time when I got a trail in a ‘teen patti’ show?

When was it last time when I looked into the autograph book, where contained is history of my time?

When was it last time when I remembered some of my haunted memories?

When was it last time when I touched the fragrances of a colourful past?

When was it last time when someone rebuked me for my misdeeds?

When was it last time when I had to drag my mobike for want of fuel (rather money)?

When was it last time when I enjoyed an unplanned experience?

When was it last time when I visited a place without prior arrangements?

When was it last time when I remembered my experiences of failures?

When was it last time when I read my first writing, in the melee of many writings?

When was it last time when I created chaos to push my sense of self-organization?

When was it last time when I allowed myself to go unbounded?

When was it last time when I lived like an immigrant, for the care of community?

Are not endangered experiences critical for existence?

Why I am getting disconnected with myself?

Why I am losing empathy for the environment?

Why i am suffering from ‘environmental amnesia’?

Is it due to my diminished sense of wilderness?

Why do I need a Virus to remind me all this?