As I write this I have one eye on the clock and wondering it’s time to explain that you need to cancel your plans. Cancel plans can be awkward in any language. Maybe you have to break them for a good reason; think of an expression like Slapping on a smile.
Of course, the outcomes that social distancing is designed to avoid are no laughing matter,the impact of coronavirus spread being facing massively all around the world.
Do you know what I do next?
I return to my empty room, sit on the couch with a snack and munch.
Nothing to do. Nowhere to be. I’m just going to sit in my semi-dark room with crunchy delicacies and listening to Zen Music For Inner Balance with Binaural Beats. I believe that junk food taste so good because it’s bad for you .
I find my soft blanket, curl up somewhere and read. I find pleasure in texture of my wall so I pull out wear torn t shirt, harem jogger, a fluffy pillow, a baggy outfit. that’s we call cancel anxiety and it’s really common.
I love hot shower and things that smell good so I camp out in my bathroom with a hot oil hair treatment, a moisturizing bath oil . By the time I am ready to socialize I will be smooth, soft, sweet-smelling .
I roam around my house. Setting things in order on the outside puts things in their place on the inside, make a grilled cheese and watch sensible two hours of Netflix and play with my Five year old nephew and his two year old Labrador.
Nature helps me very much. I go on a long walk somewhere where I can see green. For periods of time I focus on my breath so that my thoughts can settle down. I lie on the grass and look at the sky. I like watching clouds go by.
I exercise. When I am tired my brain doesn’t want to do anything but I tell her that social interaction depletes my brain, not my body. I always feel better after exercise. When I feel like I’m too tired is when I needed it the most.
I window shop. I take a stroll and look at the displays. I go to a bookstore and sit in the couch on a side corner and flip through coffee table books. I go Paharganj have a meal by myself. I love eating alone. I sit at a small table by a window and order something that will take a long time to eat and where I can people watch.
I ride a bike. I like the movement that takes place right in front of me. I later write. I write. People ask me how I have time to write so much. How can I not? I love this time with me.
Do you know what’s wrong with me? Nothing. After 20 days lock down I become an introvert, social interaction exhausts me, and this is how I recover.
Would I mind ? No, I would not mind .In fact , i would delighted to postpone.
My phone flashes bright. A new video’s appeared in the family whats App group, PM Modi address nation at 10am tomorrow.. Before i’ve even pressed play, I’m smiling-:
“There is no real ending. It’s just the place where i have to Stop.”
By Rahul Kacker