Last week of classes

I am writing these short blog posts, so when I forget details about this wonderful year, full of surprises, I can come back here and refresh my memory.

Per the original schedule this is the last week of classes. It is a mad rush to complete homework and tests and more homework.

The time zone management issues keep me awake most of the day- and night. I will be glad when this is over.

In the middle of all this, we had Good Friday, and Easter and the birth of a new baby. It was great that everything went well in an almost desolate hospital where there was no patient other than my sister whose scheduled surgery was for the 13th of April and all went well. We have a new nephew- he is 50 years younger than me- I am old enough to be his grandmother.

There are students who face financial distress amongst this chaos- they sent a signed petition to the powers that be to grant them some respite for jobs lost, internships gone away, food and housing money having to be paid twice or many times over. As in previous days, I am surprised and appalled at how the university tries to keep things going as though nothing is wrong- appreciating those who publish papers in this time, making comments on the epidemic and how it would be expected to go in the near future- its always easier to predict the future with one’s fingers burnt, maybe.

And the vitriol that comes from the media is something else- I just wish there was more positivity all around.

We are in unfortunate times – my husband’s trip back home is delayed indefinitely as we know not when flights will resume. We are truly locked in in a land where all land borders were sealed from before – now the air route is locked too- the only way out as I tell my husband is to dig a tunnel until we reach the Indian ocean on the Oman coast and see if a kind fisherman will be willing to take us home to the West Coast of India( just joking of course). Food is in good supply, there is no need to stock.

We have had husband’s colleagues testing positive for the virus- with mild symptoms- and everyone awaits the call from the local CDC to see if they need to be tested or quarantined.

People are petrified of the virus – rather than its symptoms or the illness it brings with it. I talked to a colleague of my husband’s who tested positive yesterday- she said she had no symptoms but the wait to go to hospital and the fear of the virus was killing her.

Amid all this we took up the book of Ecclesiastics – and found that King Solomon, in all his glory was going through things we are going through now – and all to him as for us – is “meaningless”- we cannot find out why this happened or what will happen- there is nothing stable in the world and everything other than God is temporary- what a lesson in humility and giving up control.