A Young Writer From Nepal Finds Herself During the Pandemic

Faces of Quarantine- One Virus Many Faces: Nistha Bhandari

There isn’t a single word to describe how I’m feeling right now. During this lockdown, I found time to understand myself more, and there are so many parts of me. And each one of those parts is feeling differently. My fearful self is scared, living in a country whose economy is entirely dependent on other countries, we have no idea how much GDP we’ll lose. How many jobs will be lost? Many families are going to go below the poverty line.
My social side is bored, because I always relied on my friends for emotional support, and not being able to meet them and share good times and laughter, makes me miss them.
I feel sad for those people who lost their lives and for families who lost loved ones to the pandemic. My health-conscious self is always on a high alert-could the virus be on the chair? Could it be in the milk gallon?
My optimistic self is reminding me that it’s going to be over soon, and there will be new beginnings in my life. It’s telling me to have some strength and courage to face the challenges life will bring me. Its subtly reminding me to accept everything that’s coming my way because the more I resist, the more stress I feel.