Nothing is enough some time - जिस को हम रोज़-ए-हिज्र समझे थे माह था या वो साल था क्या था

Friday Feb12th - जिस को हम रोज़-ए-हिज्र समझे थे माह था या वो साल था क्या था (what passed like a day, may be was actually a month or year) 

 Last year this time as a family we were still soaked in India fever after a wedding in the family. For me personally the  after effects of a trip to India is like a hangover for a few weeks. But this time it was more exciting than ever. Our niece got married, the first in the next generation after our wedding. 

As a nation we had started conversations about the election, and somewhere in the news Covid was mentioned as something strange happening  in China.

All of a sudden like a train with faulty breaks we were jolted by a lockdown. During my favorite Dine out Boston week - (first week of March) we went out for a fancy dinner. I remember a few flurries, a chilly Friday evening and I in a saree. Such a perfect beginning of a weekend. The dinner didn’t sit well with Ashish and we had to go to the Doctor  on Monday. By then Covid had made a name for itself in the US. I was instructed to work from home for a couple of days because I went to the doctor’s office and by the end of that week everyone in our state was advised to stay home.

We all didn’t know how serious it was and soon realized that things were not reopening in May as announced before and we were in it for the long haul with no end date in sight and after that we all know how things turned out. 

What happened with various families is a post for some other day. We all are still learning to live with this new normal.

Last week I had a tough time.  Covid hasn’t impacted negatively on our life as a family. We all still have jobs and very supportive employers and are still ok with spending time with each other. I am not even sure what was bothering me.

Finally I decided to take a day off and not do the usual things. One thing I missed most in the last year was going to Boston. Today was a day to just drive and listen to Jagjit Singh.

A saree friend’s daughter just came to Boston for undergrad, and I decided to go see her. It was a  beautiful, sunny but very cold day. The world seems so perfect through the eyes of an 18 year old. So fresh, fun, fashionable, hopeful and cheerful. 

Today I decided to not rush through the highways and just drove without any stress. For a change I let the day decide it’s path, (it’s not so me. ) It was like I didn’t want to control the flow of the day and it helped .

Met another friend and talked about so many things about life and family, a conversation with a hot cup of tea can make you forget time. With some apprehension I went inside. This is the 5th house I entered in the last 11 months. It was such a strange feeling.  A rushed Indian store shopping trip was a perfect way to start the weekend. Came back home refreshed, happy and the chef served a fabulous meal. 

I wish you get though a day like this easily and smoothly. Find what works for you, let go of what makes you sad, forgive those who irritate you, move on from those who annoy you. Find those who make you laugh and smile and hold on to them. 

फ़ुर्सत किसे थी जो मेरे हालात पूछता

हर शख़्स अपने बारे में कुछ सोचता मिला

 Fursat kise thi jo mere haalaat poochta

Har shakhs apne baare mein kuch sochata mila  

-Ayaz Jhansvi

Italian meat and cheese, Indian store snack, Thumsup ( indian coke) and Vodka with caviar with bread. and Noodles by chef Ashish.

 A Bandhani - Years ago my sister went to Surat for work and came back with many sarees. few of them made their way to Boston. This is one of them.