Pandemic Diary: A New Year, An Old Plague

As long as I am breathing, in my eyes, I am just beginning.”
― Criss Jami

I woke up to a new year. 2021. But truth be told, I don’t feel there is anything different.

Maybe because every day to me is a new beginning as well.

So to me, a new year sounds so un-special. Not worth festivity or celebration.

I slept in the new year’s eve and always missed the celebration. That transition from 23:59 on 31st of December to 00:01 on 1st of January is never a moment to be after. Firecrackers, scream of excitement, and such stuff. Not my thing.

From then till now, I always appreciate solitude during new year’s eve. A moment to stay away from the world and this new year gave me such an apt moment to ponder every thing in life in 2020.

I’m healthy and free of Covid-19, so far and that’s more than anything. It’s not something to be taken lightly because I’m living in Jakarta, which is dubbed as one of the epicenters of the pandemic.

Some say it’s in the red zone, and some others black zone, implying it’s as bad as it can get. Well, maybe it’s right. But maybe it’s not.

I have read that some elderly people were asked if this was the worst time to live but they didn’t say such a thing. These old people opined that it was during the tumultuous year of 1965 that life was even more …. I don’t know how to say… “soul-crushing“?!

In some way, I agree with them. The year of 2020 wasn’t the worst in the record of human history. I’ve heard some worse years, with even more tolls, like Spanish Flu, World War 1 and 2. At the very least, we are now living in a relatively peaceful and orderly world.

We are locked in our homes but most of us can still eat 3 times a day and even more, resulting in rampant obesity during the pandemic. Technology enables us to move forward despite the pandemic and isolation.

How cool is that?

Imagine such things happened in 1920s or 1940s when communication could only happen from a distance with letters, landline telephones, and telegrams. No social media and chat apps. Geez! Our gen Z would scream out loud.

The pandemic in 2020 wasn’t that bad. Apple still rolled out its new and increasingly pricey iPhone line and people are still eager to stand in line and make a purchase. And that happens in Indonesia as well.

Pandemic has shown us the disparity of wealth and welfare amongst us. Those technocrats and capital owners reap almost all the benefits, while the rest of the humanity beg for their fractions of profits. (*/)

About akhlis

Writer & yogi
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