Undoubtedly everyone you know is cribbing about how 2020 has turned out to be such a disaster for them. It’s ironic because this was the year that was to change several lives! A special year, the kind that literally happens once in a Millenium!
And here we are, washing hands, sanitizing, and cursing the fates that messed up so bad!
If there was no Coronavirus, would there be anything novel about 2020?
Perhaps there would be a lot of mundane nothings, no break from your routines, several more canceled Goa plans, and maybe an unplanned trip would have taken place. Or maybe it would have been just another year – of highs and lows, and expectations, and disappointments, or maybe some happiness. But, we’ll never know, shall we?
What would you be doing if there was no COVID-19 to put a dampener on your spirits?
What are you doing now?
Are you one of those productive people who can transform their lives in such constrained times?
Or are you simply cocooned in the warm confines of your room, letting the concept of time rollover you like the Brownian motion of dust?
Are you fighting your inner butterfly as she remains caged by her surroundings?
Or are you a reckless dragonfly, alive and happy, enjoying May for all its offerings?
What are you? And how are you surviving?
Because if I had it my way, I’d say, ‘Wake me up when September Comes’, for these three months that are yet to pass, they’re bound to be the hardest months yet. Could I perhaps disappear into a novel and stay sane? Or could I discover a series and remain there? Whatever I do, could I just escape this? For frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.