As we are in the middle of a health crisis, this blog feels like reading a book by people who braved wars, bloodshed, deaths and so much more. The only difference is that this time, I am a part of the chaos.
May 8, 2021, two years into the Coronavirus pandemic.
Crores of people infected with a deadly virus, lakhs in hospitals, some lost their loved ones, others fearing for their lives or their close ones.
As I write this blog at 11:56 PM, I can hear an ambulance on the road near my house. Somehow it did not block my chain of thoughts because it has become normal.
Now when I hear an ambulance, it is not just a siren. I do a silent prayer hoping whoever is in the ambulance has the strength to fight.
The situation right now is devastating. I have seen the most insensitive become considerate.
I am not writing this piece to give you information about the virus. You already have enough of it, or maybe more. Some on your TV screens, others on your phone.
I am penning down my thoughts only because I know that these words will not just resonate with me in future but everybody else who reads them.
Many of us have read about the ongoing crisis, others have experienced and some have been bringing us information from ground zero. But what is that one thing that binds all of us together? UNCERTAINTY.
While I do enjoy surprises and I am thrilled to see what life has in store for me, I have been extremely uncomfortable with the uncertainty of my survival or the basic things that once constituted my day in a normal world.
Last I went to see a friend was in April 2021. Didn’t know I wouldn’t be able to do that for long.
Last I saw a movie in a theatre was in 2020. Didn’t know I wouldn’t be able to do that for long.
Last I went to a restaurant to eat was when I randomly dressed up without a mask and stepped out of my house with only my wallet. Didn’t know I would be stuck to Instagram to cook all that I love to eat.
Life has become uncertain.
One day it is someone you last met in 2014 testing positive, the other day, you know someone next door passed away due to the infection.
While this may not have affected all of us, it definitely has changed the way we look at life. My 10 year plans have now been pushed 20 years ahead. I do not know when I will see my friends, family, colleagues again.
While on one hand, we are bored of the pandemic figures, the fear of losing our loved ones is grappling us everyday.
Life isn’t smooth, I was told, but watching it come to a standstill has shaken me.
There was a time I was scared if I would be able to match the pace of my changing life. And now? I want to live two days in one. I want to do things that take me away from this world that has stopped and shut itself.
We are living in a world where we are confined within four walls for years so as to escape one day. If this is life, what would it be to not live?
As I write down these thoughts, I hope all of us have the strength to fight this crisis and emerge stronger! Stay safe!