My beloved mom on our long-distance WhatsApp call: “You have just come back from Mysore!”
Me: “The temple towns of Tamil Nadu are a world apart.”
My beloved mom: “Why don’t you go later, say in April?”
Me: “Nooooo. That will be too late!”
I often have conversations like the above with my mom. She is a homebody. I am usually looking for the next travel adventure.
This time it was no different. Wrong, it was different.
When I said it will be “too late” I had no idea that barely two weeks after my return from a 7-day exploration of the temple towns of Tamil Nadu, the world would be turned completely topsy-turvy by a virus called COVID-19. Especially my own city, Mumbai. Curfews. Lockdowns. Flights, trains, buses, cabs—all services cancelled. I have been living, like others in the Maximum City which never sleeps, in self-isolation since the 22nd of March. No one in my gated community is allowed to step out of one’s main doors. Today is the 13th day. Continue reading