I recently read a Facebook post on the female experience in quarantined Wuhan. Her reflections were almost whimsical, poetic.
Her words touched like a breeze in my mind of nostalgic, poignant times of yesteryears, where the blows of reality didn’t strike as hard as it does now.
Her harrowing details turned into a beautiful passage on love, connection, hope, and community.
In a nutshell, her beautiful mind turned the sordid ordeal into a learning curve, observing each day with nothing but the light from the end of that tunnel.
She talked about the conversation.
The time spent with her husband confined within those four walls was not as suffocatingly difficult as she thought.
Her relationship had strengthened, not just with her partner, but with her neighbors.
She had no choice but to regroup as a team and learn to ward off loneliness through the solace of their companionship.
She had the time to expand her culinary knowledge.
Her life was easier as grocery was simply delivered to her place.
She could finally acknowledge the imminent presence of spring.
She was able to cherish the music of the birds’ chirping songs.
She did not know there was more to life than a populated hustle of work and work.
In short, she decided to be optimistic and utilize the resources she had in order to make life less murky.
Her words reflected heavily on the mass hysteria I am observing now.
I gather that we can take coronavirus seriously without treating it like a bioweapon that’ll melt our organs (I hope not)!
I think we can agree that, like with most of life, leaning too far to either side is never the intelligent option when faced with a dilemma.
It ranges from stockpiling for unnecessary preparations (since stores will not close down even when the country locks down) to making jokes about it.
The most we can talk about is how we can function at home with an optimistic outlook.
The beauty of the joint family system in Pakistan is appreciable.
It is crucial to look out for each other by ensuring one doesn’t fall sick, by staying indoors, helping around the home, sitting together and talking.
This is the human connection we’ve fallen back on and need to begin working on.
For the world wide web that doesn’t restrict us from education, communication, and knowledge.
Be thankful for the roof over our heads.
Be thankful for the people in our lives.
You name it, gratitude will help us push through the gripping fear trying to make life bleak for us.
Hope is beautiful.
Positivity is key.
If you look out the windows, at the shining sun, the swaying trees, the chirping birds, and the smiling clouds, life’s worries will distance itself.
This is a breather we will resurface from.
Convince yourself that it’ll blow over soon enough.
Before we know it, the virus will not just slow down, but we’ll have a cure.
With the coronavirus pandemic, I hope people have come to realize that we need one another.
We are as strong as the weakest among us!
If we constantly worry or get upset by things we cannot change, that will take our attention away from what we can change.
I take notes from Italy, where the rocketing figures of the Coronavirus cases have people reduced to locking themselves up at home.
Despite the dire circumstances, people have started to raise a slogan of; ‘andrà tutto bene’, which has currently gone viral.
Romina Anardo, 38, a journalist at a local newspaper in Piossasco, a small town near Turin, says, “After a moment of panic in the population, there is now new solidarity.
In my community, drugstores bring groceries to people’s homes and there is a group of volunteers that visit houses of people over 65.”
Another, Luisella Romeo, 52, a tour guide from Venice, has high hopes for the lockdown to be lifted by the end of April.
The hope-inducing, conclusive speculation on her surrounding situation, is as follows,
“It’s human to be scared, but I don’t see panicking, nor acts of selfishness.”