Quarantining?
Today’s randomness, here we are; in the middle of this universal crisis, crying,
complaining, questioning (God yes), and perhaps most of us are dumbstruck as to
why this would happen all of a sudden, only to the current generation of
‘social’ beings, how a goddamn microorganism would confine our lives to the
boundaries of our rooms, and why the medical advancement about which all of us
used to boast so much about unable to derive an elixir for this virulent death
eater. Maybe ten years from now, the students will be reading about this much
like we read about the great plague, without much going in their empty
empathetic self, as ‘it doesn’t matter until it happens to us’, so it’s us who
know the meaning of this and it’s us who’ll perhaps ring the bells for them, to
try to make them feel what we’re feeling right now (wasted effort of course,
c’mon you never truly listened to your history teacher did you?). It’s only
when you encounter your contemporaries are you able to ‘connect’ with them and
share a toast of memory of the dark past you lived through (hopefully ;)) to
recount with them again, it’s in this process of conversing with your fellow
mates do you realize how lucky you were to have passed through this phase that
you’re omniscient about at that moment of future. So maybe, it’s a cold night
and you’ve grown old and luckily you do have grandchildren who bug you for
stories, and you sit down near the fire side and say, “what you’re going to
hear is from the mouth of a ‘real’ survivor, yes, you’ve read it in your
history books, but here I am in front of you, alive (quite :P) to share this
with you all, so hear me out and hear me well……” , I know you’ll be
exaggerating the stuff a bit (I will too :P) but that’s completely fine because
I believe after passing through all of this we rightfully do deserve it, it’s
obnoxiously justified (however stating you survived a zombie apocalypse is
strictly forbidden!). C’mon it’s already been a lot, we’re handling it well
enough, don’t let the fear manipulate your actions, stay inside, but have fun,
don’t take staying in as an impediment, instead interpret it as the time your
soul desperately was in need of to recharge and resuscitate, don’t feel guilty
if you’re only watching YouTube (or something else hmmmm no offence bro!) or
skidding over your phone with games, take it as a rest your body, and your
emotional mental-self require; in short take it as an obligation from the
opportunity you got via lockdown, unwind as much as you possibly can now,
because when this gets over, I’m freaking sure that you won’t get such scenario
again for a really long time. Time has definitely been kind to you and me (and
all of us), a circumstance like this is peculiar and you can definitely not
expect it to crop up even in your wildest dreams (unless corona’s offspring
come back to avenge its bloody mother!), rest without feeling guilty, yet do
not forget the accountability your work would demand when ‘this’ is over. Solitude
can be healing, and the modern day provides us with little or zero possibilities
to immerse in seclusion which is why this period is valuable; the sporadic opportunity
must definitely be utilized for looking inward as well, the place where we
accord the least amount of our attention (and time). A seemingly easy shot to
be with yourself is this; you’re getting wiser when you’re diving into your
brain cells. You may know everything (about others and your area of
specificity) but what’s the point of that after all when the comprehensibility
of oneself is null? Do not let yourself rest mindlessly; practice mindfulness along
the periphery of rejuvenation and self-care at least for the remaining of what we
have of this period of quarantining, it’s never too late to start something
optimistic is it? The time’s best for substantiating cordial relations with
your friends, family and yourself (yeah don’t forget about yourself), wish you all the
best and a safe period; happy quarantine.
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| Virginia Woolf |
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