Today
is the day of many firsts. It is Gudi Padwa, beginning of the Marathi
new year. One of the most auspicious days of the year. Also, today is
the first day of the 21 days lockdown period to defeat covid 19 or
corona virus as it is popularly called.
I
decided to document my life for these 21 days for I may not come
across any such situation in my future life. The posterity may not
encounter such lockdown. This period has to be documented. Though we
are optimistic we don't know what will happen after 21 days. That
gives birth to a feeling of lingering uncertainty. The
TV channels will document the incidents. But this series will
document my life, my emotions. I
wish this 21 days diary ends with a happy ending.
To
begin with when the Prime Minister announced a 21 day lockdown, I
resolved that I will not waste these 21 days. Yes, I will binge
watch, sleep more than necessary, but I would also do something
meaningful.
My
day started with Jal neti. Kaivalyadham has suggested to start day
with Jal neti. I am allergic. My guru had told me to do Jalneti only
once a week. Being allergic, I always had mucus in my nose and bile
in my throat. Let us see if this 21 day practice helps. Did pranayama
as suggested by Kaivalyadham to build
immunity against the virus. The pranayama includes three rounds of
sixty kapal bhatis each, 10 suryabhedan pranayam (inhale
and five sheetali. I am climbing stairs
twice a day for half an hour in the morning and in the evening.
Preparing to go to Girnar once things are normal. I
am grateful that there is ample to eat at home. I can concentrate on
other things. It pains me when I see people on the streets some out
of compulsion and some thinking it of some picnic.
I
have started reading the Bhagwat Geeta. Have many commentaries of the
said holy book in my library.
Yet, I found it extremely boring and couldn't ever complete the
reading. Strangely, with this lockdown I am finding it easy to
digest. I am reading two chapters each day. Its message is sinking
inside me. Moreover, it is undeniably part of our culture, part of
our heritage and even history.
I
am writing first draft of my serialized story for A2ZChallenge. I
have been writing regularly for the past six days. I can make out,
both the quantity and quality of my writing
has improved. The practice of years is
finally yielding some results.
I
have to thank the internet service provides and web
streaming platforms particularly mxplayer,
youtube and hotstar. Watched Badhaai Ho on hotstar. I
am still in awe of Surekha Sikri's performance. The
webseries that I am currently viewing on an episode a day basis
are Operation MBBS and Cubicles. Loving both of them.
I
am calling up my friends, most of them now have all the time in the
world to chat. The disease has brought us closer. I can make out who
my true friends and who will stay my friends up to the end of my
life.
I
am spending more time with my child and participating in household
chores. I have become more appreciative of the value addition that my
wife does to my house. She does lots of hard work and has loads of
patience.
My
mother is perpetually parked in front of
the television catching the latest updates. She is particular about
the age of the casualties. 'All were above sixty,' she says and then
consoles herself by saying, 'They had complications like BP and sugar
too.' I suggest her to step away from the
television. I guess that will help. I have a friend who doesn't watch
or hear news. She came to know about the lockdown this
evening when I told her about it.
Unbelievable, yet true.
The
number of patients in
my home district Sangli are increasing and the doctors who are
treating them are
my school friends. I would be dishonest if I say that I am not
worried about them. But still the tendency of subconscious
is lifeward. A hope silently sits in my heart and a prayer on my
lips. Day one over. With lots of hope and
a little anxiety. Let us see what the future holds for us.
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