Lockdown Learning: Lifetime of Lockdown revisited through a fresh pair of eyes
There are days when I feel irritated with the ongoing lockdown and so wish for things to rewind to the normal. But then I remember my brother, who had cerebral palsy and is now no more with us. Not that I have ever forgotten my brother, who was four years elder to me, but somehow since the beginning of the lockdowns, I remember him more often. Every time my frustration gets better of me, his calm face flashes before my eyes. His sparkling eyes, despite having a significant disability and very little exposure to the outside world, come alive in my mind, and all of a sudden, I feel ashamed of me for being so fickle and impatient in these testing times. I remember him being restricted to the home, mostly to his bedroom as facilities for physically challenged people to move around outside the house were not very advanced in those times in India. But I fail to remember a single moment when he was unhappy or complained about it. The pure joy that emanated from his eyes never ...