Focus Wellness

The tag line under a recent advertisement read - life 2.0. Isn't it better to say realization 1.0 for the post-covid era? Life starts throbbing for us past few weeks since the primitive streak, safe inside the womb. As we sail on in life, there happens a non-deliberate forgetfulness as to what exactly is that which matters and forms a support system for us to cruise. Pat comes in the covid lockdown forcing all to maintain their geo-position status quo. A spectrum of emotions was to follow in the coming days. In the race of life, for many, the frills were the only things visible; they had forgotten the stitch that held the cloth together.  Being stuck at either home or far from it made everyone realize the importance of many a thing. Many in pursuit of a career were ignoring the silent supporters back home. They were cherishing the rungs of their career and foolishly thinking that it's the workplace that made them go in life. They suddenly realize that it isn't what they tho...

The daily commute to my workplace includes tackling a busy railway level crossing. Increasing rail traffic makes it sure that peak hours are made worse by lengthy closures of the level crossing gate. It becomes a nightmare when an unruly motorist jumps the line and creates chaos. In comes the national lockdown with the trains coming to a halt, leaving the level cross open at all times. It was indeed a huge relief and freedom from painful traffic snarls. The very thought of not being stranded at the level crossing gave an immense sense of joy: one of liberation from not being held up. Being a doctor, I never got restricted at any police checkpoints. I was enjoying the privileges of my profession and the freedom that came associated with it. Slowly through the days, public life came to a standstill, and so did the number of patients. Now here was a doctor free to go to work with no traffic jams but not much purpose to go for; of course, many of my brethren in the medical profession were ...