By Barbara Mwandira
I embarked on a journey, just for a drive visiting my brother. The route was tiresome in its longevity but I chose a shorter one. Happy I was for my arrival at the destination. It’s another brighter day, there I was, taking a walk to the market.
My beautiful aging wife had errands to the grocery, I chose to be a noble husband and volunteered to go. I had a choice to enjoy the breeze as I walked. On a cool Monday morning, quickly I rushed to attend meetings at the office. The conference room was almost empty. Mondays are always a bit slower with the weekend mood dying slowly.
Barely minutes later, it was packed and the meeting was called to order. Three weeks later, here I am confused, devastated and depressed not to understand how Corona Virus penetrated in this beautiful home. The isolation itself reminds me of the freedom and choices I had. It feels like taking a walk, a gaze through the window with admiration at the sun but Corona Virus has limited the choices I had. The grocery within the vicinity, just taking a walk would do wonders to my agitated body.
The loneliness isn’t doing any good at all as I barely see my beautiful aging wife, for my conscience, rightly serves me not to infect her. Still it lingers in my mind, those close to me, some lucky and some unlucky to have been affected and infected by the virus. The virus sees no wealth, no uniqueness of your being, no lame excuse can deter it, the bold and weak, neither rich nor poor! When it’s within your peripheral, nothing can bar it.
I wish the normal life could just blink, as your loved ones watch you from a distance in despair for indeed there is another choice but not when Coronavirus pays a courtesy call on you!!
