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Abditory (Diary)
8th November 2021, Monday.
This month was unpleasing and every next day, I was dealing with different problems. I was not active all these days because I was admitted to a covid center with my dad. I was quarantined for 20 days. I was locked within four walls, I always looked at that wide sky cause it's the only hope and something I am left with. The sky is a silent influencer.
I met and talked with people in the center. They were polite to me and shared snacks with me. There was this, psychotic patient. He was old and I felt like he was tired of being a human. He walked around the wards and chatted with people. Sometimes, he would argue with the staff around 2 am. He even tried to escape from the center but got caught every time. He would follow the nurse and staff around but he was not a bad person. I heard, he was from a small village and would walk around till evening.
He is problematic but he is like a lost child.
When he left, everyone wished him. It was like a family moment. We talked about him and complained about the pin-drop silence, he left us with. I am grateful to him because I felt like everyone there was a family. People there took care of me. I was happy but sad because I wanted to go home.
I am home but not happy. I keep thinking about that place. It would take time to be comfortable again in this house.
And I learned, not all strangers are bad, some will help you experience what family is and that unity is not political or religious, just like humanity.
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This month was unpleasing and every next day, I was dealing with different problems. I was not active all these days because I was admitted to a covid center with my dad. I was quarantined for 20 days. I was locked within four walls, I always looked at that wide sky cause it's the only hope and something I am left with. The sky is a silent influencer.
I met and talked with people in the center. They were polite to me and shared snacks with me. There was this, psychotic patient. He was old and I felt like he was tired of being a human. He walked around the wards and chatted with people. Sometimes, he would argue with the staff around 2 am. He even tried to escape from the center but got caught every time. He would follow the nurse and staff around but he was not a bad person. I heard, he was from a small village and would walk around till evening.
He is problematic but he is like a lost child.
When he left, everyone wished him. It was like a family moment. We talked about him and complained about the pin-drop silence, he left us with. I am grateful to him because I felt like everyone there was a family. People there took care of me. I was happy but sad because I wanted to go home.
I am home but not happy. I keep thinking about that place. It would take time to be comfortable again in this house.
And I learned, not all strangers are bad, some will help you experience what family is and that unity is not political or religious, just like humanity.
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