The haunting… effect of pandemic

This is dedicated to a friend of mine whom I  met online…who was there during these tough and testing times…Nothing haunts us more than the things we didn’t buy..

#Stoppanicbuying

#Stophoarding

We have failed as a society as what we have done to ourselves.

We have messed up our minds and our ability to think… Not thinking about others, not considering about needs of others, not putting others needs ahead of us in this time of crisis… Before we mock other nations for running out of stocks and supplies particularly toilet papers and sanitizers we must look into our hearts are we any better than them???

We deny, we ignore that we are, as we walk away triumphantly  with air of confidence, wind blowing in our hair, ceasing our worry lines on forehead the moment we empty food stock and the atm machines and let it run dry knowingly and being fully aware of our course of actions, when the news of lockdown broke out…

We walk triumphantly as we managed to take it all out from the cash machine and exhaust it completely, ignoring the cries of an old, sick and needy lady  who came all the way ….who wanted just 100 bucks for buying medical essential supplies… we have failed… we have failed as a human society….yet we walk triumphantly listening to  iron maiden on headphones , even though we know we have done wrong… ignoring the guilt, ignoring the helpless look on the old lady’s face, ignoring the so-called noise of pain and desperation…when the noise is our minds…

We have saved ourselves at the cost of others…it makes us cringe at our behavior… the mirror laughs and mocks at our own reflection…we owe an apology… for ruining our minds, for letting it get the better of us, for ruining hope for mankind and earth…yet we walk away as if it didn’t affect us… at all…

So here I am… I am awake at the realization. at 4 am in the morning… writing my heart out…drenched in sweat even though the air conditioning is turned on.

Hoping this will let me sleep again… hoping my conscious will not rip me apart…hoping I will do better…if not for anyone, for me.. as I am a tiny part of society… a tiny part of society’s reflection… a drop in the ocean, a grain of sand in the dessert… hope I’ll do better…. Hope I’ll be better…

Published by icycoldcyanide

Creative, foodie, solo traveller

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