Let me start off by saying; this topic is old and redundant and anything that starts like this- you shall not read.
So if you are cynical enough- I bid farewell to you. Thanks for visiting.
Ah but if you are- ever so curious- kia pata koi nayee baat hi pata chal jaye, then join me.
From what I have gathered, what the human race is experiencing, as a collective, possibly for the first time in history, is grief- a sense of loss. A sense of loss coupled with a huge sense of helplessness and uncertainty. Where one man’s tragedy can stir a storm- this my friends, is a global tragedy unfolding before our eyes.
Some of us are working out; and making sure we use our workout to motivate others (ourselves in return basically). Some are cooking. Some are reading, writing… and doing what one may normatively bracket under healthy activities. Others are on tik tok. They are trying on makeup, buying stuff online (ahem ahem- who me? jo kehta hai khud hota hai), cleaning closets, trying on skin regimens and well, trying to feel good about this whole thing. There are still others- who I lovingly call Corona police; they literally feel like if they were to look the other way for a second, that the virus would sneak in- so they remain vigilant; they are reading up, stocking up, disinfecting, moral policing, sharing, might I say oversharing and well- overall losing their mind whilst they “hold the door” (read all desi moms!). They are also involved in actively bashing the local government and generally restating the (already recognised) feeling, that we are, all f-ed. Then there are my favorites; the martyrs, who seem to have taken it upon themselves to view it as a personal tragedy. Who cares of the whole world is in this with us- I have kids (not the neighbours, my own but shut up, who cares). I have responsibilities. Bored? Oh, I wish. This is not “so much fun” for us, ok? Fuck off if you are happy because we were too (never); before this hit us. You know- that sorta deal.
And then now, I see memes; against each one of the above!
A moment of silence for the absurdity of the human race.
Point is ladies and gentlemen, therein lies a great lesson for those who care to ponder or look at it another way:
- There are all sorts of people in the world. Always have been, always will be. The do-ers and the thinkers and well- the no do-ers and the non-thinkers (ahem). No sorry, I mean, just all sorts.
- The world NEEDS all sorts of people. That’s how it functions. That’s what makes the human race so great!
- Everyone deals with grief differently; look at it this way. Even in our personal lives, this should give you an insight into how you- for example- deal with a difficult time, vis-à-vis the person next to you. That’s ok. If you feel uncomfortable with your own response, change it. Don’t blame another person for choosing a different response.
- Oh that brings me to that wonderful word here; choice! The fact that responses, are infact, a choice. How we choose to respond (believe it or not), is a choice.
- Now, if you choose to sleep through it- drink through it- eat through it- squat through it, tik tok through it or remain shell shocked- it is all OK! There is no need to feel coerced into being “productive”; your own definition of it can be different and that’s ok too.
- Yes, there are always things to aspire for! Better discipline, optimism, looking after yourself; are all globally agreed upon aspirations- however, like I said, your response is yours. If the home workout videos bug you, friggin unfollow man! Don’t point fingers. If people don’t want to dress up- that’s ok. If they want to dress up- that’s great too. It really is all ok.
Let me reiterate, psychological studies prove that having a routine- viewing an event with gratitude and making the best of a bad situation, is usually the best way of going through a hard time.
But- when you choose to do it, how you choose to do it and whether you choose to do it at all, is upto you. Luckily, there is enough of us doing each one of the above, so we might be many things right now, but we are not alone.
The last thing we need is a world where we go each other’s throats about how to best handle uncertainty and a sense of loss.
Sab apna apna karain!
Artwork by Areesha Zaki