Nature, COVID-19 and I

Nature, COVID-19 and I

Hushed streets, dwellings echoed by midnight barks, families falling together to kindle life spark, feeling value and warmth of the nearby relations, Nature is set free to play its fiddle and dance; are some rare fruits that humanity since centuries has missed in a rush to make way in a noisy world, broiling under competition and pride.

I, a mother, have no other occupation than to attend my young ones. We have long moments of closeness, association uninterrupted by ceaseless routine calls to duty. Its they, I and time. That’s all.

Their father has no more first to check in office then somewhere else and then in elsewhere before his way back home. No more preparations, planning, shopping, parlour, restaurants and parks. Just a standstill as if Nature has hold us up to allow all the time just for our existence. Time for me.

No more servants coming and going. The kings and the laities are subject to crude human activities. Could anything on earth be more equalizing than this COVID-19? Perhaps no movement, no world organization, no religion could teach this humility, this equality, this remorse to humanity on such a massive and rapid scale as this COVID-19 has taught. An electron microscopic organism of size about 100nm, not a meteor, has struck the world to rattle its all hollowness inside.

Its not we who are witnessing time on its pace, its time that is passing us in front of our very eyes. O Nietzsche! God is not dead. Shrieks and sighs of millions have fallen back upon self-centered, self-indulgent humanity.

For whom the bell tolls? It tolls for all. Not just for Kashmiris, Syrians, Iraqis, Lebanese…………