An unknown territory

Déjà-vued ?

I feel like am thrown back to April 2020 without my consent ! It feels like history is repeating itself even before we could really metabolise the existing one. 

It’s hard, isn’t it ? but somehow does not intimidate the way it did last time , perhaps because we are so human in our ways of normalising the pain, the damage, the loss. Do we become ‘used to’ way too quickly ? Does it alarm you to see how masks which were never a part of our wardrobe has been adapted by us as if it was always there, just invisible ! 

Starting on a note of uncertainty, the dilemmas is my usual self but also a confused, yet to be evolved self which continues to search its answers in the unknown territories of people and places, bonds and cracks, the said and the unsaid.  

How are we going to combat the restrictions , limitations, angst, fights, miscommunications, dramas this time ? Are we better equipped or are we better immune to the ruckus; the absolute abyss of unknown terrifying territory , fancied as COVID-19 ? 

– The Patched Moon