Can we not lie on the lush green grass and watch the celestial sphere — blue sky and clouds moving, as if dancing on their own tunes? Can all this chaos of Covid-19 be erased from our lives forever?
Most of us can relate with one -another on the Coronavirus situation in India, and undoubtedly this second wave of the virus is more deadly, overwhelmingly scary and painful. The ongoing second surge in the Covid-19 cases in India has seen a dramatic rise in the demand for oxygen. People are searching for a few more hours of oxygen — few more hours of life for themselves, for their loved ones. Why would anyone want to die? How can anyone let their dear ones die?
Hope will not serve the purpose of oxygen, and I understand this.
But when our minds get lost, and our soul tired, all we’re left with is — hope.
When there was no Covid, we hardly understood the importance of life and the feeling of togetherness. But today, this pandemic has pushed us to think again what the true meaning of life is.
Under the lockdowns, people sweared to follow the guidelines and wished for the curfews to be lifted. But when we were done with the curfews and lockdowns, physical distancing and wearing masks became a joke.
Today, we are struggling to get a bed in hospitals, any hospital will be fine, to admit the patients. When some hospitals did arrange a few beds, no one wants their loved ones to stay in hospitals, because now, there are not many doctors who may attend the covid patients.
We always craved for empty roads amid the traffic jams, and wished if we could find our way on the roads like water. Now, however, the roads are empty, but we fear stepping outside. Only ambulances now run down the roads.
There is plenty of air around, but thousands of people are struggling for just a gulp of oxygen.
So, we started searching for oxygen cylinders, in desperation, and took them home for our dear ones to breathe so they could live a little longer. But when we got the oxygen cylinders, there’s no more oxygen left to be refilled in those cylinders. And now we’re in a never-ending search for oxygen.
We have something when we don’t need it and need something so badly when we don’t have it. That’s basic human nature, right? Sadly, this Covid storm is real and it is making us emotionally vulnerable to grasp the severity of the situation.
However, despite all the tensions, troubles, and all adjectives and synonyms of being scared and full of sorrow, I wish that we all are able to breathe and inhale some hope for us, for our families, friends, and everyone who is suffering in the turmoil created by the pandemic. I’m not sure how much possible this will be, but maybe we can hope to find some rhyme in our silence and reverberate each cell of our bodies to produce sounds of healing, love, togetherness, and hope.
And so, I’ll end this blog with Pablo Neruda’s words —
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”
Whatever storm we’re all facing, it shall pass. There will be a time when we will be able to smile, dance, sing, rejoice and live together, once again! Until then, let’s keep inhaling some hope.
