Life Story of the year 2020 !
13 months ago the world was excitedly waiting for my arrival. I was that child who is expected to bring lots of happiness and prosperity, when born.
It was midnight and the date changed from 31st of December 2019 to 1st of January 2020, I was welcomed with the celebration of hope & positivity.
For the first 2 months, I was everybody’s favorite. I was liked for the festivities & moments I gave them to enjoy & cherish.
But in March 2020, things changed, circumstances changed, people changed and so changed their feelings towards me.
One Virus and the world stopped. Mankind was caught in the catacomb of the sufferings, the pain, the deaths, the mourn, the separations, the distance, the deprivations, the helplessness, the life and the fear.
Though I didn’t create the virus, neither did I spread it, I was blamed !
Neither I asked people to take situation lightly, nor I permitted them to have gatherings, still was blamed !
Neither I was responsible for their carelessness and ignorance, nor for their over smartness and stupidity, but I was blamed !
No mask, no social distancing, no sanitization was their choice, yet I was blamed !
Mental breakdowns, toxic relationships and trouble some decisions were their failure, sigh… I was blamed !
From being the most awaited year, I was now the most hated year. The year no one ever wished for, the year everyone cursed & abused.
Perhaps that’s what humans do. For all the disappointments and sorrows they experience, a scapegoat is all they want.
But in this chaos, there was a sound of harmony when the bells jingled and motivating songs were sung.
In the darkness of horror, there was illumination of hope when the lamps & candles were lit.
To overcome the fear of loosing & win the Survival Challange, they kept themselves busy in the challenges which are not so difficult to perform like “pass the blah.. challenge, saree challenge, couple challenge, mom challenge.”
Silly humans, they find happiness in tiny little actions.
Didn’t they enjoy the Dalgona Coffee, the master chef they became, the home schooling n workouts, the video n zoom calls, binge watching n over sleeping, picking up the forgotten hobbies n passion, and most interesting of all flaunting new n designer masks.
Didn’t they realise the value of their life, family n other relations, the healthy body n sound mind, the Earth n it’s resources.
As far as I can see, I gave them a fair chance to analyse, realise and know the worth of everything they have got.
I made them push their limits and prove their capabilities. Explore the new horizon of possibilities with the potential they underestimated.
To be precise they understood that it’s never “The Dominos, Channel & Europe Tour”, all they needed was ” Roti, kapda aur makaan” !
But as everyone wished for all the negativity to end with my exit, I am gone now, hoping that the year 2021 will needful all their expectations and will also escape the embarrassment I have witnessed.
Nevertheless, once disliked, I know I will never be loved again. I am just dreadful past which will be remembered for no good reason.
I will be forever the hated year !
‘This blog post is a part of the Welcome 2021 Blog Hop hosted by Swarnali Nath.