Lockdown bit

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72 are the number of days I have lived alone in Delhi house during the ongoing countrywide lock down. During these days I was completely alone all by myself. I would get up in the morning, prepare breakfast, start working, prepare lunch, resume working, and then in the evening prepare dinner and go to bed. I would also call friends in the free time which I had in abundance. My life these days had become very monotonous and boring. It was tough for me to be honest. 

It was dawn of March 18, when my chachu with chachi and their 5 year old daughter Riddhi left for my village after his office announced work from home amid covid situation. I, by the way, live with my chachu, chachi and their daughter Riddhi at their flat in Delhi. I was also supposed to leave delhi but I was waiting for confirmation from my office about work from home, by the time I got to know that my office would be shut and we'd be working from home, Prime Minister had already announced countrywide complete lockdown announcing the transport services to halt with immediate effect. I had no choice but to stay back in Delhi. I also did not make much efforts as I thought I could survive 21 days and after 21 days everything would be normal. I was confident about myself as I had spent days alone earlier as well and I did not think I had much to worry about anything. 

But when first lockdown got over, PM imposed the second, when that got over PM imposed the third and by rhat time I knew that covid situation in the country was only going to get worse and I might not be able to go back home as I had thought I would go.  

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