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Grief struck in Covid-19

 Since the beginning of this pandemic, no one, except me and my mom, in my circle could feel that it's going to last long. My parents are doctors, those people on the frontline that you heard about the most during this pandemic, and living far away from home, it was just the hardest year knowing that their lives are in constant danger. Of course, they cannot just give up service to the community; that's not what I am saying or have been taught.  Moving forward to April and May 2021, my dad, grandfather, and grandmother got COVID-19. All my fears, trapped inside since the beginning of this pandemic, came into life. I'm a highly empathetic person, so you can only imagine how much such a thing can affect me. While my dad and grandpa survived (very grateful), we lost my grandmother to post-COVID complications.  Last few weeks, I have been missing her so much. A few months back, in a Facetime conversation with her, my husband shared with her how the people at his prospective emp

Twiddle 0.1

Twiddling the pencil is special. It's my second blog. I lost my first blog to a battle between my memory and passwords; needless to say, this was a hard one.  Adulthood is continually teaching me that the mental battles are equally harder than the physical ones. Like, physically fighting an extremely challenging disease like cancer could be as hard as the mental battle between your fear and your chances of survival when diagnosed with it. And my grand-ma just survived from her battle with cancer very recently; so please don't think these are mere words from me, I feel them very strongly.  My pencil this time wants to express our silent thoughts.. Not the 7 A.M. shower thoughts, but the late night bath ones.. Thoughts that come as unwanted gifts from adulthood.. Thoughts which are more of a realization about the brevity of friendships..the lack of connection people have.. how easily communications fail relationships..and how insensitive people are to that.. Tho