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Tales of my mind.

I now know that it pleases my grandma when I pass through her room to say good morning every day and leave her a peck. She also likes it when I buy her a pack of tea bags, a tin of low fat milk and some brown sugar. She has a habit of taking hot tea with milk every morning, in the afternoons and a bowl of fufu with light soup for supper.
I now know that grandpa likes to mimic my voice when talking to me and enjoys it when I sit on his laps and hail him "Nana oo Nana!" . Even though he complains that my heavy backside will break his feeble legs one day, he enjoys it anyways because it makes him feel loved and also gives him 'proud grandpa' moments.
He also likes to enjoy hot tea and milk with his wife everyday and eats plantain(Bodie ampesie) with gravy for supper.

I've had closer interactions with My aunties and cousins since the "lockdown" caused by the outbreak of this centurion pandemic; Corona virus(covid_19).
Wherever this virus came from, being natural or man made, it has certainly changed the world as we see it today. All human activities are on hold. The fear of the virus  has seprated people and also made social gathering look like a death sentence. 
Some people say that they are working tirelessly to find a cure , or vaccine. While others also believe that it is God's wrath being exhaled on the earth and thus the solution is to fast, pray and ask for his forgiveness.

My own self tells me, that just as the human body cleanses itself by expeling urine, stool and sweat from various parts of the body to enable proper functioning, so does every other living thing. So what if mother nature is finding a way to cleanse it self and also to have a breathing space since human has invaded her privacy. Humans have  been on the earth for less than a minute, but has caused asaase yaa(the earth) so much pain and tears.
The disease is bad, yes it is. But I won't forget the opportunity it has given me to take a break away from everything and Subsequently bringing me closer to my family.
It has also made me understand the importance of basic personal hygiene, serenity and family. The events of these few weeks has thought me not to worry so much about everything.... but just to let everything be.

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