Lockdown And My Rebirth

‘We were frustrated by our daily 9-6 routine. Answering everybody who wants to meet that next weekend, we will meet surely. And that weekend never came but an announcement of lockdown amidst COVID arrived.

We all were locked down, except COVID warriors and my father is a doctor. He is trying his best to save each patient. Today when I woke up I had a cough and I texted my best friend, that I’m feeling as if my body is on ice slab or somebody has put a bundle of dry sand on my chest, I am feeling so heavy. He was numb, he was shocked and his voice broke but he said, listen get yourself tested if you don’t get better in 2 days. When I heard this, so many thoughts came to my mind, do I have COVID? No, this cannot happen to me, should I tell mom dad? No, they will get worried. What the hell, how this can happen, I did not go out for a second from a month.

My father did not come home that night. My mom and I had dinner. I told her I’m sleepy but I did not sleep for a second that night. As I woke up the next morning, my condition got worse. I was having a fever, body aches, and breathlessness. My mother called my father with tears rolling down, please come home, Avni is not fine. My dad came and gave me strength, it’s okay. Don’t worry; we will go for a test and treatment. At that moment I wanted to hug them but could not. My brother was calling me continuously from last night. I kept ignoring his call because I knew I would start crying the very moment when I’ll listen to his voice.

My report came positive and I was shattered, my family was in great shock. While I was in hospital my friend would send me some 50 voice notes every day, telling me how much he loves me, how we will grow old together. But I never replied. I questioned God why my life is going to end so soon. The walls of the room haunted me. For a few minutes, doctors would come and tell me that I’m doing better. I realized life can change at any moment, I could see death but I was staying positive. And suddenly my condition got worse; I was having two blankets but still shivering. My family was over video call and I told them I love them a lot and always told my friends, I have the best parents in the world. My brother is my pillar and you give him all the love if I never came home. They said you will come back home soon with tears.

 I’m sorry for not understanding your care behind your anger, for not obeying you, and being a trouble maker, for all the arguments. Let us sing our favorite song we three, together. ‘ Zindagi Ek Safar hai suhana’. My brother said you are going to win this.

I wrote my final letter to my family and to my friend; thanking them for all the love and support. But miracles happen and one happened with me, when I was on a ventilator I relived my life and smiled. Some positive vibes, love, prayers, and strong will power created this energy and I came back home after 26 days.

I want to tell it is very painful to be a victim. Give emotional support to the COVID fighters and respect to the COVID warriors. Follow lockdown!