Of Omicron and Spidermen
My dad contacted Covid and I watched No Way Home 3 times.
So here I am, trapped for in my room for 2 weeks atleast, isolating myself from the world. It finally came to be. Regardless, I am grateful, that this variant is mild, and my family is alive and mostly well. This too shall pass.
I remember, back in March 2020, I was living by myself at the other end of Kolkata, terrified and tense. Anything could have happened, anyone I know could have died. That wasn’t the case until a year later, when 2 of my uncles passed away, succumbing to the Delta variant. Anyways, lets not go there again, rest their soul.
So I gave up on telling my dad to not step out for groceries, there are plenty of options: BigBasket, Grofers, Amazon Pantry and what not. I mean going out for morning walks is just mildly risky. But going out to a crowded marketplace in the middle of this wave, and stopping for an occasional cigarette is still downright outrageous. Add to that, grocery delivery companies provide at-your-door service at a discount. It is tiring to deal with this generation, who are extremely resistant to change. I remember I had to fight with dad, and pretty much force him to switch to UPI payments. It drains me. And I believe I am not the only one here. Many would agree with me.
Moving on, my consultancy is up and running. I am working on 5 projects at the time, plenty to keep me busy. But I still found some time to sneak out and watch the latest Spiderman movie 3 times. I just couldn’t help it, I had to. The odd thing, in a nice way, is that as if there was 2 of me watching the movies together. The 12-year old me, and the 31-year old me, 2 different generations coming together and losing ourselves to the story and the characters. Despite being villains, I am quite fond of Doc Ock and Green Goblin, the standout antagonists of any Spiderman movies ever made. It was more than just fan service, it was a series of fan tributes.
Meanwhile, in the Ashes, finally England showed some spine. Zak Crawley, Johnny Bairstow and Ben Stokes put up a good fight. This was a proper contest, something fans from both sides have been wishing for since the series began. Although it showed some promise for the English team, sadly they have already lost the series. Joe Root looks like a tired man, much much older than his young age of 31. Will he still be around as and England captain? The final match will decide a lot of things, including pulling the curtain on many people’s careers, harsh but very likely.
I hope my dad recovers soon, he is fit for his age, but this is not an ordinary illness. Maybe he won’t be the same afterwards. Maybe my mum will be sick as well, who knows. So far, I don’t have any symptoms, regardless the rest of us are going to get ourselves tested. I can only hope that this wave will subside soon, and things will finally get back to a semblance of what was once normal. It has been too long. Two long hard years.