Skip to main content

Love in the time of Corona

     So the virus is in town, the corona virus which gives rise to the symptoms termed COVID_19 and we're in lock down mode. The whole world is more or less in the same situation, everybody cooped up at home. I don't know how long it will last... it's not bad, I do my yoga, play shuttlecock in the evenings followed by zumba, cook/ bake something in between, watch documentaries about our universe and black holes and all the massive energy and explosions happening out there where everything is in constant motion; a cauldron of intense activity as compared to the eerily deserted streets on earth today.

     I wonder about the people who have no homes or enough food, migrant people caught up in the lock-down, unable to go home or rest anywhere. What about the daily wage earners... I do hope they are getting their due share from the government which has rolled out many PDS (public distribution system, commonly known as ration shops) relief schemes. I don't know what to make of the situation, it is the law of nature to do as she pleases. Chaos is the order of the universe. Saw a documentary about Mass Extinction and apparently we are in the sixth mass extinction phase (no, not the virus), just this age of massive changes in the geographical nature of the world which in the previous mass extinctions took about billions of years to occur. The current rate at which animals are becoming extinct is a dire case, because even though many animals and species have become extinct (the mammoth, the dodo, the saber toothed tiger and the like), the process that led to their extinction has taken billions of years as compared to the current rate of extinction. Another point in the documentary is that mass extinctions have been occurring since before humankind came into existence. The universe is not exactly quiet and gentle as it seems to be on a beautiful starry night. Right at the center of our galaxy, the milky way, is a black hole where gravity is so intense that not even light can escape it; everything is in constant motion around a black hole and that's how you know it exists. What with the energy from black holes and the energy in supernova explosions, the universe is quite violent.

     But it is this sort of explosive violence in the fabric of space and time that created the earth we live on. Initially the earth was not suitable for life, it was filled with toxic gases and inhabitable terrain like any other planet, and there was no concept of life, until all the changes in the cosmic landscape led to the creation of the essential elements required for life. And that's how I sit here typing this out, because the universe is constantly changing, creating and destroying with abandon. Like Shakespeare says, 'Though this be madness, yet there is method in it.' That's how life is I guess, without the madness in life how can any meaning be found. Wallace Stevens, the American modernist poet says, 'the imperfect is our paradise'. As crazy, strange and exasperating as the whole situation seems, things are going to be good. How can it be otherwise... all the violence in the cosmic realm did bring about our existence, and likewise all the violence unleashed by this little mutating virus will lead to good things too... in the months and years to follow.

For starters, I see love seeping out everywhere, through the cracks and niches, as people come up with novel ways to show they care. From the grandparents who stood below and saw their newborn grandchild from the fourth or fifth floor hospital room window (simba style), to the Maths teacher who carried a board and marker to explain a few sums as the student watched from a distance at home, to the person who created opaque masks so the hearing impaired could read lips, to the impromptu dance and music sessions on balconies, to the neighbourhood that stood in their driveways and waved and cheered as a cancer survivor made her way home after the last chemo treatment, to the children and adults who leave colourful and cheerful chalk messages on walkways, to chefs whipping up easy dishes to keep the whole family entertained, to dance, fitness, and yoga trainers organising free online sessions, to people stepping up and helping the most vulnerable in society... the list is endless. Love in the time of Corona can be difficult too, there are adverse reactions and the newspapers are rife with them. But the stories of love that come out from every corner of the globe, never ceases to amaze me. Love begets love...

Comments

I like how this post flowed - sorrow, pain, love, and finally hope. Loved to stop by and take in the words after a long hiatus - thanks to the lockdown!

Hope you are safe and sane.
Anu said…
Awesome article dear
Karen Xavier said…
Long long long time indeed... so glad to see you here Susan :)

Thank you Anu:)

Popular posts from this blog

Nice Ad....

Wouldn't you say so... Nam and me were in this huge clothing store and we were making fun of all the models on display (there was one of hrithik in which he looked kinda gayish) when we came across this one. Seriously, dark people are more better looking....

My school teachers...

So I got to thinking bout my school days recently and it saddened me that I was starting to forget a few teachers who had shaped my life, I have already forgotten nearly half the classmates... though its not my fault. Some people just don't want to join facebook, then how can you find them in this big world. Even if I do find them, there is not much to talk beyond the 'where are you & what are you doing' phrases. But the teachers are another matter, they deserve to be remembered for moulding us. I gotta hand it to the convent school I studied in, they really knew how to select their educators... all the teachers I had shared a genuine passion for teaching and above that they had strong moral values and faith which invariably shaped our lives. To them being a good person was what mattered the most and they made sure we grasped this knowledge, it also helped that I had staunch catholic parents who cemented this view. Anyway, I just wanted to jot down stuff bout my teacher...

And nobody was named Fred....

There was a Hugo and a Rosie... but no Fred. Oh well, it's over... that is more than enough. So finally the Harry Potter series has come to an end. And I did read all the books... but somehwere between the third and the fourth book, all the success went to her (Rowling's) head and she started churning out lousy sequels. I mean the first book was really nice, stuck to important stuff... and did not ramble on unnecessarily. I liked the third book the best, cause of Sirius... I thought he was the most amazing character, he was portrayed as this handsome reckless and brave guy, rugged looking but great looking, kinda like Aragon in the movie, "Lord of the rings" or Oded Fehr in "The Mummy Series". So it was only natural that I stopped watching the Harry potter movies, after I saw who they had cast to play the role of Sirius Black, some demented looking guy. Just look at the pictures!!! Anyway, this last book was just too much... there was too much of everyt...