25 February, 2021
The door creaked as I opened it to go outside. The kind of creak which a door makes when it hasn’t been used frequently. As I stepped one foot outside the house, I had a sudden realization that this moment hadn’t taken place in forever. Definitely felt like it. It had been 8 months already.
I kept another foot out and then another, I started walking.
Every step I took reminded me of how much I missed the outside. I heard an unfamiliar voice, I turned right to see a swing swinging on its own due to the heavy wind. This swing sound I hadn’t heard in months but felt like decades and beyond.
I sat down on the chilly bench beside which was rather not visible seconds ago because of the fog which covered everything like it was protecting it like a child in his mother’s benign arms.
As I sat down, I got lost in my quiet introspection. I wondered “What was all of this?”
I changed my perspective a bit on computers. The real world was obviously better but most of the learning was still on computer. Maybe the virus led us to a new world of technology, it showed us new possibilities, leading us to thoughts like, “because of technology, this is possible hence it’s better this way”.
Though the pandemic has ended, the mindsets of people haven’t. Probably everyone got so used to the new normal that they prefer working and attending classes from home.
Why is no one except me outside their house, why just me? Probably everyone forgot what life was like earlier, way before. There is a good way of looking at it, now people have more leisure time and better family time, but I miss the life before. Can it come back?
Is this change good or bad? Till I get the answers to these questions, I will just keep telling myself, ”You may not always have a comfortable life and you will not always be able to solve the world’s problems at once, but don’t underestimate the importance of an individual’s thought in changing history.”