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The nationwide lockdown has also given an opportunity for the families to spend time together and rediscover joy when life hurts most.
The siren sound of the police on regular patrol and no other ambient sound has become a norm in our housing complex . The rhythm of life has suddenly come to a halt for the residents, as the Corona pandemic has forced everyone in self-quarantine.
No longer can one hear the kids making merry in the playground or the senior citizens enjoying their therapy sessions at the laughter club. The life has come to a standstill for morning joggers, evening walkers, and for the people who frequent to the Club House to indulge in happy- healthy lifestyle. This eerie silence is freakishly unusual.
Spread over almost 60 acres, my housing society is a small city in itself. Inside we have facility of library, medical clinic, beauty parlour, stationary shops, cricket field and several play areas; all which have become lifeless. The only activity one can see is at our society’s grocery store where too the norm of social distancing is followed diligently. So, sporting a protective face mask, a trip to the vegetable store consumes almost an hour of our time. But no one is complaining.
The entry of outsiders has been restricted to delivery boys delivering essential items- that too sometimes we have to go to entry gate by car to collect our items. The milk supply is erratic, people are mentioning in the WhatsApp group how they are running out of cooking gas or groceries; nonetheless everyone is taking lockdown seriously. The “in-society” Facebook groups keeps motivating people with positive thoughts, funny videos and suggestions on one-pot meal recipes.
On personal front, the days of the week have become irrelevant. We follow the same routine everyday- get up in the morning, do JPB (Jadhu, pocha, bartan), cooking, work-from-home and binge watching. Intermittently, we keep checking the Apps like Big basket for the available slots to get the essentials delivered at home.
The call by the Prime Minister to “clap hands” at the beginning of the lockdown and then “lighting diyas” has proven to keep the spirits up. Watching the relentless efforts of the government to contain the CoronaVirus and the selfless services of the “Corona warriors” in handling this crises, gives a hope that “We shall Overcome” soon.
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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