It is a moo land…now there is even law to protect them
I have been trying various experiments to keep myself fit. Climb stairs in my building (which are easy on the knees), Mylo walk video my friend sent, yoga, core building, 8 figure, walk in my passage, walk in the lane, on the pavement below, name it. Then like few other citizens I decided to up on our terrace, which I realised wasn’t safe.
All attempts to sneak out to breathe fresh air and see the skies.
Living close to Girgaon Chowpatty, we have grown up going to the beach, nearly every day. After the lockdown was announced, I felt stifled, for not being able to see the Arabian Sea.
I never imagined what it is to feel caged, one of the reasons I do NOT like the concept of pets, is precisely that it is a feeling of being caged.
Small things we take for granted– food, our environs, sea, name it we were denied of enjoying it.
I had not hoarded groceries, things or food items. In 2019, after the passing of my parents, there were lots of groceries and things. I was forced to give away because suddenly I had so many things in the house. Worse, in the heavy rains that followed, I was forced to throw out things.
In the first week of March, I realised I was short of a lot of veggies, groceries and basic toiletries. I realised I hadn’t stocked contents for my favourite paani puri and bhel. Then began various experiments.
The flora and fauna in my compound.. Day or night, Sunday or Monday…do we keep track of it all, anymore?
People were suddenly forced to stand in the geometric patterns stamped on the pavements across our D ward.
Most obey, but initially it was a harrowing task for enforcers to convince people the reason they need to follow if they do not want to get infected by corona virus.
With the shutdown we learnt new terminology and actual forms of social or physical distancing. In India, where already distancing and untouchability existed based on the caste system, many of us objected to the term ‘social distancing’, which in the rest of the world meant keep a distance and do NOT be social, or hug and maintain 6 feet distance.
Now, in this cramped and densely populated city, one cannot even find a foot of a distance. Intruding on one’s body space is commonly witnessed. As soon as the lockdown was announced, the BMC drew geometrical designs on the pavements to ensure citizens followed the protocal and stood away from each other.
The beginning of lockdown in March 2020, when Maharashtra government stopped people from going out for walks, shut down gyms, cinema halls, malls and entertainment
I have been capturing life in Mumbai during corona.
We can write pages, but these photographs are telling of our times.
Come rain, storm, riots (1992, 1993), bomb blast (1993), terror attacks (2008), Nothing brought this city to a halt, obviously because of financial compulsions. But the #Coronavirus has made my city look dead. Empty streets, containment zone, red, orange and green zones. Mobility restricted. And then fr normal life everything came to a standstill, suddenly!
People feel caged, many have cramped spaces shared by numerous people, tough times to tolerate suddenly everybody at one time all huddled together.
These are photos since last 2 months, 77 days to be precise.