We are buckling under pressure to brush off anxieties and pretend that everything is back to normal in our workplaces, homes and schools. We are not alone, yet we feel isolated.
September is the month for slowing down. I made this up, of course.
I am aware that most of us are now hurrying up to complete the tasks we had allocated for this year. We are listing new goals for next year. After the sudden lockdowns and pandemic-induced deceleration of the last two years, we are just about beginning to rush around grabbing every opportunity as it becomes available to us.
But most of us are also bone-tired. Some of us admit it. Others belong to the what-do-you-mean-tired-just-get-up-and-go-to-work-till-you-drop-dead school of workaholism.
I am responding to the vague ache in my …
Natasha is a writer, filmmaker and communications coach. She is the author of the popular memoirs My Daughters’ Mum and Immortal for a Moment. Her columns have appeared in publications such as Mint Lounge, The Hindu, Outlook, The Globe and Mail, The Indian Express, the Hindustan Times and Quint.
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