This was written during the post lockdown era
I don’t know how much of it will be relatable but just have a good read! ☺️
I just wanted my usual life back a few hours ago. I wanted to be in my classroom with my kids for a few hours before racing across town to teach dance lessons for a few hours before returning home to cook supper, relax, and sleep. The need for normalcy was heightened by the fact that, within two weeks of starting the social distancing measures, I moved, had a bad breakup, and had my identity stolen. My anxiety and demand for regularity rose as the social distancing techniques increased.
This epidemic is affecting everyone differently. Many people are grateful for the break, but others are worried sick about how they will pay their expenses. Many parents are eager to get their children out of the house. Because everyone’s life has been upended, it’s natural for us to seek comfort in the familiar rather than risk living in the unfamiliar.
I’ll confess that I’ve been wallowing in self-pity for too long, but it only took one photograph to shift my viewpoint.
I’ve had the pleasure of spending extensive amounts of time in India throughout the years. This country is both the most difficult and gorgeous location I’ve ever been. I adore it there, yet I’m always afraid to go back. On the internet today, I saw a photo of an Indian slum with the heading “Social Distancing is a Privilege.” I didn’t even have to read the story; I probably didn’t even have to look at the title to recognise that even our inconveniences are a blessing.
If you’ve ever lived in a slum, you know that everyone knows everyone. Because there isn’t enough space, there is no such thing as social separation. People in these conditions across the world do not have the ability to make informed decisions for their own or their loved ones’ health and well-being. Of course, people have options, and I’m sure many are doing everything they can to stay alive. They are attempting to endure not just COVID-19 exposure, but also the economic consequences, a shortage of food and services, and much more.
It’s so simple to complain. Don’t get me wrong: expressing irritation and hardships is healthy and beneficial, but it must be balanced with a sense of perspective. “You may whine to me all you want,” is one of my favourite (and perhaps most irritating) phrases. I’d be happy to listen if, when you’ve through whining, you’re going to do something about it.”
During this time of tension and worry, we must all pause and ask ourselves, “Is this a problem about which I can do something?” before we complain. Is this a gripe about something that may potentially be a benefit? If we allow it, one photo may completely transform our view on a situation.
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