Everyday I walk on my terrace. And one of my apartment mates has a dog. The dog sees me everyday, jumps, plays, wants to be patted and then goes its way. Because of the lockdown, I can only walk on the terrace and the dog can only walk on the terrace. So, we meet, each day. A little hi, a little paw, a pat on the head and neck and I go back to my walk and he goes back to smelling every corner of the terrace. Every few rounds, he remembers my existence and pauses his walk to get patted.
As we repeated this exercise for the umpteenth time today, it struck me that this whole lockdown has been a pause. A pause button on our existence. The way we go about our lives. And a question, well, make that a few questions.
A question about the needs of many things. About the so called wants. About the so called necessities. About so called likes, dislikes, do's, dont's and so on.
So, as we wait to hit the play button - perhaps it is worth asking, what is playing...Before hitting that play button...
As we repeated this exercise for the umpteenth time today, it struck me that this whole lockdown has been a pause. A pause button on our existence. The way we go about our lives. And a question, well, make that a few questions.
A question about the needs of many things. About the so called wants. About the so called necessities. About so called likes, dislikes, do's, dont's and so on.
So, as we wait to hit the play button - perhaps it is worth asking, what is playing...Before hitting that play button...
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