‘Waiting eagerly for something, makes the wait even more longer.’
I had been waiting for the lockdown to end for a long time, though I knew that it would be extended, I didn’t want to be too sure, but alas today the news was broken to me delicately. At first I thought that the news was fake, but after seeing the proof I realised this was true.
I was shattered, some part of me knew this day was coming but I didn’t want to face it. I was so sad, I silently told myself to stop dreaming about the day the lockdown will end, I had big plans of going outside and meeting myself. This situation has really gotten out of hand.
I haven’t even stepped out of the house, like literally not even the passage of our apartment, I haven’t even walked up to the elevator.
Isn’t it weird, this little things we never payed attention, and now we are missing them. Is it weird such a little thing like riding up and down in the elevator, and pressing the elevator button. I have never missed something so minor, this lockdown is giving us the opportunity to sit down and reflect, opportunities to finally notice the little important things in life that mean so much to us, but not otherwise.
Nineteen more days, I still cant believe it. All those plans, that long mental list, that huge party, those friends, I can’t say that these plans are going down the drain, but they’re delayed…