The Chaos and the Calm
The Chaos and the Calm I have been a quitter in life so far. I have run away from confrontations, people, responsibilities, and relations, to such extent, that I sought the shelter of writing. To vent out these untamed emotions, the unfathomable depth of my sorrow, and my compassion towards life. I kept running away, to new places, to new philosophies, new diaries, till I got nowhere to go. Covid-19 came like a jolt and woke me up from my slumber. Like a newborn, I saw the world. People like me, came home to themselves, trapped in their homes, slaves to their minds. We were helpless; clinging to our phones all day to continue running, scrolling, looking for something, anything, to escape the reality of our lives. But it was futile, as the whispers in our heads widened their claws and we stopped running. Humans sat with themselves for the first time and heard the whispers of their reflections. The whispers were bitter, sad because they had been neglected since childhood so; we yell...