Let’s talk about if being alive is enough!
Just me trying to distract me from me.
A week has seven days. Now that I don’t have college (for the next ten days), every day is more or less the same for me. The only difference being my anxiety on some days and my optimism on the others. At first, I thought I would write about my anxious days like writing a journal, but now I don’t think I would want to read about it again. And voila! Here we are to share our “gyaan” on something we don’t have a clue about (should be easy enough). With ‘3 nights’ by Dominic Fike playing in the background, let’s get started!
After this whole corona/pandemic situation, a common phrase that you would get to hear is- “We should be grateful that we are alive.” But then the question arises- “Is it enough?” Everything is chaotic, you are falling apart, your mental and emotional peace have vanished in thin air, but at least you’re alive. Pretty convenient, right? Your life is a “gift” and you should cherish it. Forgetting that one major point- you don’t have to live your life to be alive. I mean, plants are alive but would you want to have their life (well, I would, but we don’t generalize here, remember?)
Not being able to live our life has been one of the major concerns in this pandemic, especially for the youth, cause my parents did not have any problem with this pandemic(until we got covid). We missed our college days, we missed being with our friends, we missed our farewell, we missed our freshers, and we are still missing on our lives. So, no being alive is not enough. Well, it shouldn’t be when you are a human being. We made ourselves believe in this whole concept of “sense of purpose,” only to hear- “At least you are alive.” It was kinda funny when this pandemic happened to put a hold onto our lives just to keep ourselves alive. But okay, we tried to get the best out of it, which is a great thing, and it’s something that differentiates us from other living species.
The main point of writing this blog is the futility of trying to find a silver lining to everything. Sometimes, it’s better to just accept things the way they are, without that hopeless optimism. I am alive, but I don’t have to be happy/grateful about it cause being alive would never be enough.
