Lockdown tales

Tales untold, tales unheard and tales unforeseen… pretty much describes the lockdown times that all are going through. Hence felt no better time than now to start penning down my thoughts for a recall later.

What would I say is different from the usual days ? that we cannot step down..that we cannot meet whomever we want to, whenever we want to, we cannot exercise the way we would want to (miss the morning yoga session and runs in the outdoors), we cannot pray the way we would like to (used to love the weekly temple visits with hubby dearest and have my private conversations with God ), entertain and eat out as we would like to(how I miss my friends group , the mindless chatter and outings to movies , restaurant etc ) rest all is pretty much the same. Wait, wait.. did I say that’s all….omg.. whatever happened to the luxury of having helps to take care of the cleaning, mopping, dusting, wiping, ironing, driving etc..yes that pretty much sums it !
what changed is a realisation of our capability to do all these chores and more.
what changed is the desire to reconnect with near and dear ones whom we had lost touch and those who have been in touch because now we know life is so precious..wouldn’thave happened otherwise in the course of our normal routine. We have started realising and counting our blessings more than ever before. The kitchen (my least favourite place thus far ) doesn’t seem as horrific now .
Suddenly there is a new re discovery of the you tube cook videos and the earnest desire to search for new foolproof recipes and fish for compliments .

On the flip side too much of focus to attain social visibility these days. This has resulted in brushing up photographic skills😁..the ability to capture beautiful pics of the personally created MasterChef delicacies and plaster it everywhere is a new norm these days. Obviously if you have had a reasonable amount of activity in your Facebook and insta and wassap accounts. Else it wouldn’t bother you too much.

On the personal front, having hubby around the house 24*7 is a blessing. Never happened in all of these 25 years of togetherness (it’s a new discovery of how his work life is). Generally it would be a weekend appearance because of hectic work schedules. Not that work has reduced now but just the fact that I can understand the stress levels, the million calls in his schedule and the packed calendar much better.
Thanks to technology sonny boy though stranded elsewhere is still so close because of our daily calls.. Elsewhere my parents discuss daily routines and escapades with lot of glee and positivity. So much to learn from them everyday. Not a single day where they have found reason to complain about the situation.

Every day the thought of having a home to stay, food to eat and someone up there watching over is more than I could ever ask for. Guess that’s quite a lot of self discovery thus far thanks to covid times. Do I wish for this to end and get to routine, sure do..but like they always say you discover having experienced something precious much after it’s gone..so making the most of it with a prayer in my heart and moving on knowing tomorrow is another day for you and me in Paradise. (thank u Phil Collins for the beautiful track)
Pretty sure that everything happens for a reason.