Uncertainty can be certainly miserable. Undoubtedly, overwhelming it seems, it gamuts multiple emotions, especially in a global pandemic like now. The window with glazed sunshine of the ever fresh rays of sun often fails to brighten the mood in a lockdown like this. On a second thought, the baby kite sitting on the fence catches my attention. There are days when the community looks sanguine yet gloomy and I miss the children including mine laughing, running on their scooters, playing with one another while we parents share our moment of chats, banters and a quick conversation. It hasn’t disappeared altogether, but is now added with a fear. Fear. We always lived in fear and continue doing so. Fear of death, fear of being robbed, fear of being cheated, fear of being judged, fear of being laughed at and the list is endless.
We are scared again. A sneeze, a cough, a moment of suspicion when we look at each other, a strange fear engulfs us every time we shop, we bring things inside our house. Funny that this time, it is justified to have the fear. Ironically, we never really feared the wrath of mother nature, we never feared the world crumbling down, we never feared the idea of leaving a shallow world for our generations to come.
All of a sudden, the fear holds supreme stature. I wish, it did so when we all had to. We indeed are a confused society. When we should fear, we don’t, when we shouldn’t, we do. We are now busy understanding the new formed fear, that we forgot F also stands for fun. F also stands for Fruitful moments with loved ones, F also stands for freedom from our daily grind temporarily, F also stands for Focusing on positives, in the present and living with daily goals.
F can be freaking challenging on certain days, but isnt it a better challenge than the photo challenge posted on Facebook? F doesn’t only mean Facebook. F means focusing on things outside Facebook. Frenzied moments with a child, fulfilling the need to do things that never got one’s time, furloughed employees coming out of the erected facade of the society and frantically watching the idiot box and stumbling upon the realization that, F can be so much besides what the F!
Sipping a hot cup of coffee post 10:00 pm is an usual activity for me, that I often now a days enjoy with some nibbling thoughts, or a book, or a recipe to ponder over. Amidst all this, lack of creativity, can make my life so freckled. Then comes the fear of futility. Another F! What the F? Why the F?
Heart, then says, eliminate the fear. Be fabulous. Be not fragile. Be like the fragrance that comes from within. Follow your instinct and you wont fathom much about the F!
Setu.
We are scared again. A sneeze, a cough, a moment of suspicion when we look at each other, a strange fear engulfs us every time we shop, we bring things inside our house. Funny that this time, it is justified to have the fear. Ironically, we never really feared the wrath of mother nature, we never feared the world crumbling down, we never feared the idea of leaving a shallow world for our generations to come.
All of a sudden, the fear holds supreme stature. I wish, it did so when we all had to. We indeed are a confused society. When we should fear, we don’t, when we shouldn’t, we do. We are now busy understanding the new formed fear, that we forgot F also stands for fun. F also stands for Fruitful moments with loved ones, F also stands for freedom from our daily grind temporarily, F also stands for Focusing on positives, in the present and living with daily goals.
F can be freaking challenging on certain days, but isnt it a better challenge than the photo challenge posted on Facebook? F doesn’t only mean Facebook. F means focusing on things outside Facebook. Frenzied moments with a child, fulfilling the need to do things that never got one’s time, furloughed employees coming out of the erected facade of the society and frantically watching the idiot box and stumbling upon the realization that, F can be so much besides what the F!
Sipping a hot cup of coffee post 10:00 pm is an usual activity for me, that I often now a days enjoy with some nibbling thoughts, or a book, or a recipe to ponder over. Amidst all this, lack of creativity, can make my life so freckled. Then comes the fear of futility. Another F! What the F? Why the F?
Heart, then says, eliminate the fear. Be fabulous. Be not fragile. Be like the fragrance that comes from within. Follow your instinct and you wont fathom much about the F!
Setu.
