I’ll be honest, the days are bleeding into each other and I didn’t remember to upload this post until my dad said he’s turning in. That’s how I realised the day is done.
It’s a scary concept, being unable to keep track of the days. Earlier this morning one of my friends who lives in the US said we’d do a group video call on the weekend. I only realised that implied either tomorrow or day after, after I checked the day.
When there isn’t much to do, it’s easy to fall prey to the concept of time. Right now, it’s easier for me to measure how many times I’ve checked my temperature than the passage of days or how many meals I’ve had rather than the number of hours that have gone by. I think I know what most crime novelists mean when they say prisoners judge time by shifts of the officers, its a terrifying thought.
That’s why, even though it’s considerably late (it’s 10pm), I’m still putting out today’s update.
Another important conversation I’ve been having with friends all over the world is the aftermath of the pandemic. All financial journals and news outlets warn of a recession which is on its way. The last one in 2008 took us 10 years to completely get over, I’m not sure what the world will look like after this pandemic has finally loosened it’s hold on us.
Also, I wanted to put across a quick kudos to my mom. In these hard times, she’s making sure to cheer us up with good food. It’s not always intricate and only made with the ingredients we have at hand, but it’s one of the highlights of my day.
We are so used to simply walking to the kitchen and grabbing a bite that we don’t quite understand how helpless we are when someone else has to cater to your nourishment.
I’m quarantined in a room, so other than simple snacks, there isn’t much in the way of food that I can store since I don’t have a microwave/fridge and it’s too hot to keep any food items outside without them getting spoilt.
A well balanced plate of food with thoughtfully planned snacks is a breath of relief because it gives me some measure of time and honestly is extremely helpful.
Today is my 9th day, I’ve always felt like the number 9 was lucky for me, it’s also the 27th of March (Adds up to 9). Clearly you see weird patterns when you have little to do.
I don’t have much to say since I have no idea where most of today went, so I’ll leave you with another little message.
This is my 9th day of confinement, but for most of you it’s your second or third. Don’t freak out if you can’t keep track of the days anymore, find other methods. Keep games such as 2048, Sudoku, Kakuro or other pattern/number based games, they stimulate your brain and make sure you’re alert.
I know this time is difficult for all of us, and I also know that it may only get worse from here on out, but we have to stop this pandemic from taking over the next 50 years by staying home for these 21 days.
I know it’s difficult because we’ve been raised in the sun, felt the wind on our faces and I know how much we miss those right now but imagine how sweet the relief will be when we feel them on our skin with no danger of a pandemic looming over us. We’ve made it this far, we can go a little further.
Stay safe, stay inside. Jai Hind.