The world is really ending? I’d like to start off by just putting it out there. The intensity of it all. I belong from India. One of the third world countries of the world. Honestly, I am pleasantly surprised by how organised our government has been about this pandemic. A 21 days lockdown has been initiated for all the states. We are assured that all necessary supplies and emergency services will be made accessible to us for our feasibility. Despite of such measures, I cannot fathom what the “not so privileged” people of our society are doing. Two-thirds of our population belong to it. The anxiety keeps me up. I try to wake up everyday feeling positive, reassuring myself that this will all be over soon. I even participated in the exchange of memes that are flooding all over social media about the virus. Are the millennials going to just have to Netflix and Chill while the world moves towards it’s abomination?
Yes, the truth is out about how China has tried to take over the economy with their implausible move on crucifying our planet. If the articles I have been reading are true, then I would rather not comment on this. Earth is one special planet. It has liquid water, plate tectonics, and an atmosphere that shelters it from the worst of the sun’s rays. But many scientists agree our planet’s most special feature might just be us. How can we turn on each other instead of being one? It is true that the environment is recovering. The air is cleaner, the streams are pure, even the animals and birds are finding a reason to celebrate. But let us not forget about the daily rise in death tolls. All this for more power? Monopoly? I’m glad the earlier generations did not have to witness this. It is worse than being in a war without treason.
Our company requires us to work from home. It has been challenging to try to do that with all that has been going around. Sometimes I think that keeps me sane, at other moments, that becomes the reason I lose my mind. I have decided to work on my health, paint more often, and write. Unfortunately we are still in the rat race and need to provide for the basic necessities in life. Unaffected, Uninhibited, we carry on with our duties – like machines. Amidst all the chaos, I have realised that I play a very diminutive role in this. I am neither a member of WHO, nor a political party. I can play the blame game about how inefficient the administration is and how perfunctory the coming of age is. If you gave me to write down a list of things I wanted to do before the world comes to a standstill, I cannot even think of one. There is a lot unfinished plans and hope elucidating inside of me. Let me first find the purpose of why I am brought to exist. Maybe then I can let this affect me.
It wasn’t that long ago that climate change and nuclear warfare were largely unheard of. Today, they’re risks we’ve already seen the devastating effects of — and that we worry could get much worse. Because of this, there’s a possibility that we haven’t even conceived of what is most likely to kill us. So bring on the charade, let us be pawns of mother nature. If I may end by quoting Shakespeare: “All the world’s a stage,/ And all the men and women merely players.”