Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Season Series: Things I tell my heart to calm down




                                                                              Turbi e orbi

                                                                    Waiting at the threshold 









It doesn’t get easier; the feeling is similar if not the same. A bit of anxiety, fear, doubt and uncertainty, and a lot of google search, looking for that next step. I have been down this road before. Where one chapter of your life ends, and the other is still unknown. 


The last two years have been filled with- anxiety, joy, sickness, celebration, adventure and monotonous. 



The anxiety of the pandemic, where it literally felt like one was living in the zombie apocalypse. Huge deserted roads and months of lockdown, flocking anxiously to the supermarket once a week to stock on groceries, cans of imperishable food items and first aid kits. The anxiety of living in a room, having lectures and classes, and even socials, ONLINE! How did we even survive? Sometimes it baffles me that we made it out alive. We are the few who made it. We were the Covid batch, the generation where everything went online, and words such as lockdown, and quarantine became common terms in our daily vocabulary. 


And then, there was the joy, in the midst of the craziness. The joy of making lifelong friends in your student halls. The joys of having long walks and trekking in the woods. The joys of discovering the fun in the midst of a curfew and movie nights, game nights within a small confine of friends in your hall. 

Then came the sickness, where we actually caught Covid, and with it, a delay of literally everything in life. Academics, housing, jobs, life! 

Yet somehow in the chaos, there was an adventure. With the vaccine, came lesser restrictions for the vaccinated people, and that opened up doors to visit one of the most beautiful capitals in the world, Berlin. But, let’s not forget the monotony of –writing papers- working part-time- deadlines- research work and socials- after a while this becomes a monotonous circle, until its suddenly time to leave, again. 


It doesn’t get easier, but it doesn’t get harder. Because with each season, there is a reminder to hark the past and remember that God was, is and always will be with us. At the dawn of a new season, and at the closing of one. 




Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans, I have for you, says the LORD. They are plans for good, and not for disaster, to give you a future, and hope.