Lockdown Journal

Living away from the family almost since forever now is the time we were getting to know each other. Like how my brother and I like the same kinda food, how my uncle like his potato gravy with tons of tomatoes and coriander in it, how I and my brother are fruits enthusiast in the morning and bingeing on cookies and cheese-garlic maggie at night and the worst one is ugh- “the amount of efforts it takes to invalidate the voices my schizophrenic mother hears constantly” while the best one I got to know is “my brother is a feminist”. Can’t believe I just shed a tear.

Different Moods

While at it, we did it all. Be it banana bread or dalgona, group workout sessions, virtual birthday parties, getting close to nature, bickering over house chores, redecorating our room with Youtube DIYs, comforting each other over calls or texts or memes, Netflix, vlogs, and stuff like this to suppress the constant desire to be productive.

It was going fine only as I belong to a small village in Haryana and it wasn’t much affected by covid. Thankfully. But the question is until when?
In a month, life went upside-down.
We all were positive. Not the good kind of positive. Popping tons of pills, multiple tests (super expensive), being anxious over dropping oxygen levels, and whatnot. All I could think was someone else is going through much worse and the only thing we can do now is to manifest strength to get through this. (This is your sign to start journaling and send those vibrations in the universe to receive it all).
But now deaths weren’t just numbers, they were of close relatives. The generation of our mothers and fathers never learned consoling over calls but now it was need of the hour.
Living more than half of your life with your spouse and losing him or her to a deadly virus and grieving alone in a room as no one can enter. It’s devastating. I fell short of words to console but can’t even see them crying to sleep. It’s painful. I felt helpless. But the quote that keeps me going is “This too shall pass”.
Last month was gut-wrenching. Clean eating is a priority now. Zero refined sugar or flour. Two to three servings of seasonal and regional fruits are what we opt for. Morning start with soaked almonds, raisins, and walnuts. Lemon water has taken the place of morning tea. Salads are an indispensable part of both meals. Constantly thinking of an anti-inflammatory diet to drop CRP levels. A pinch of cinnamon goes in every meal to control D-Dimer. Something that is the same is we are still scared. The havoc it was.

Waiting for coconut water prices go back to Rs.30.