Memories

Dear Diary 

02 April 2020 

Today was the 8th day of lockdown.

I got up in the morning and after having tea, sat down to make a to-do list for the day. 

For the last one week, the daily chores have been lazy and quite repetitive.

So I planned to clean the wardrobe of my third bedroom which was left unattended for very long.

Though I made this plan during all last 7 days of lockdown, every day I got too idle to execute it.

I also thought of taking care of all my plants, water them and fertilize as well as I had all the time in my hand .

Just as planned, I got started with my plants. It was a much more strenuous job than I thought. I never before took care of all my plants in a single day all together ( I have a good number of plants collection as I love them).

On normal days , I nurture and nourish them in batches in between my hectic schedule .

Anyways, though hectic, but it was a very satisfying time for me. 

While having a late breakfast, I thought that the whole country is living a post-retirement life. I imagined my old age routine will be somewhat like how it is now, slow and indolent.

We humans, it seems are never satisfied with what we have and are born with a nagging instinct.

When our tight schedule keeps us on our toe , we long for a holiday to spend time in our own way. We grumble about not able to spend quality time with family. But when we have time locked inside our fist , we complain about boredom .

I sat to clean my wardrobe post-lunch.

I found some very old clothes for my daughter when she was a few months old .

I also found the uniform of my old ( and only) office where I worked for so many years, lying at a corner, covered with dust .

I got nostalgic.

A bunch of memories rekindled my mind .

I spend the rest of my evening cherishing old memories and reading some old Bengali poems and prose that I learned when I started going to school.

A day couldn't have been better than this during the quarantine. 

I hope , these beautiful memories stay with me for the rest of my life.