LOCKDOWN REFLECTIONS

This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 59; the fifty-ninth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​IndiCreator. For Creators. By Creators.;. Share Your #LockdownTales at indicreator.com

When the lockdown started on the 25th of march 2020, getting through it seemed like an impossible feat. Going on a Himalayan trek seemed easier than doing daily chores we would depend on various people for ! Our Bai’s, Bhaiyya’s, Didi’s and Aunty’s ( It’s how us Indians address various people we employ to generously help us with the chores at home) are vitally important  to our daily lives running smoothly. As we went deeper into the dreaded lockdown , some aspects , most of us realized are luxuries, and not daily “needs”.We have all been spending quality time with our families, while “working from home” and doing all these chores on our own, learning a lot in the process. We are almost four months into a situation we never thought we would be in , in the first place. A lot of deaths have taken place.. but a lot of nice things have happened too. Here are the top five mention worthy things that have happened in my life:

Yoga

Indian Women will agree wholeheartedly to this adage,

Our house helps, who help us with our daily chores are a blessing to us. They are key factors to an Indian woman’s success in other fields of her life. Mine definitely is ! Three weeks into the lock down, I was just getting used to a daily routine of doing a lot of daily chores on my own , when a dear friend called me up, and the following conversation ensued

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I Miss You, My Friend!!

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

As I was browsing through my mailbox after a long tiring day, the second mail made me pause for a minute.. It was a mail from Networked Blogs.. “Morning News with  Nita Roy”  the subject read.It took me back in time for a bit.

Nita … my once good friend in school . We met when I was in the second standard and she, the third. Out here in Bangalore during the 90’s , we had a system of “auto rickshaws” taking us to school . One auto rickshaw would carry as much as 10-15 children, and cater to specific areas of the city.

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