Day four of lockdown. Hardly a week ago, the speed of our lives was different; the world was changed, our thoughts and actions were different. Perhaps, back then, many of us were not even thinking about today.
While blowing the horn in a traffic jam, running to catch local trains and metros after office hours. While answering mom's call and convincing her that the workload is the only reason for not going home to meet her, many of us were unaware of the unknown future that has revealed itself now.
The world has changed for a while; the crowed stress is no more feeling the steps of millions; the classrooms are missing those numerous voices overriding one another, turning it like the sound of thousands of bees together. Offices have no more gossips; the teacups are empty.
These days the afternoons are silent. Some times cars pass by, it seems like the driver is in a rush, yesterday I saw three men together standing near the far lamp post which has a hoarding of some alcohol company, but soon a policeman on his bullet reached them, and then they dispersed. I wondered what the policeman told them.
In the evening, I hear the songs of crickets. While living in metro cities, our ears are habituated by hearing horns of vehicles. Many times many of us might have a complaint about those unbearable noises. But now, listeners miss the melody which generates by the friction between a car's tire and the road.
There is endless silence during the nights, even the stray dogs hardly bark. This silence is so deep that even if the wind kisses the dry leaves, the sound comes to my ear, perhaps for ages, the wind and the dry leaves have been in deep love. For eons, they have been kissing each other, but the noise created by us through vehicles, industries, and our activities have been suppressing this sweet melody of theirs.
Now birds come at my. window. I have not noticed them before. I am not sure if they are guests or residents residing in this same apartment for years.
The world has changed a lot, earlier grandparents used to complain about us not visiting them, but now they are afraid if we go to visit them as we are living in foreign counties, states, and towns. Life has changed; every grain on the plate seems valuable now. Movies seem less essential, and news has become a priority. Hugs and kisses have turned into a threat, going back to that small hometown, to family, once we have left in quest of jobs in big corporate companies seems safer than staying in cities of a dream.
At once, our world has changed, animals living away from man's land are claiming new territories, the streets of Paris are no longer the favorite spots for newlywed couples, masks replace the mask on true intentions on faces, handshakes are no longer safe. Enemies are afraid to injure each other, and friends are so scared to hug each other.
A Virus has changed the lives of the most vigorous organism on Earth.
Our lives have suddenly changed a lot.
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