Hope and I have had a rocky last year and a half. You see, I placed all my trust in her, counting on the fact that she’d come through for me like she had in the past. In August 2020 I was sure she’d have us back to in-person school. In January 2021 I was absolutely certain that she’d get those vaccines delivered to Mumbai so that I could resume my “normal†life. In April 2021 I was sure that she’d finally come through for me given that I had a shot in my arm. Sadly, she failed me on all accounts and the fallout was devastating. It turns out that “hoping†is not the best mitigation strategy for COVID.
Imagine my dismay when I found Hope knocking at my door again this month. I couldn’t believe she had the audacity to show her face here again and whisper sweet things in my ear about school really and truly starting in person and COVID being on the decline in India. I wanted to believe her so badly. Because how awesome would it be if she was right? What if this really is the beginning of the end??
But then I remembered her betrayals from the past and the massive disappointment that followed the last few times I bought into her optimistic messaging. And so now I sit here on the fence, not sure if she is friend or foe. It feels sad to write her off but she’s burned me so bad as of late. I’m not sure that I can trust her again. Would you?
Photo credits: Top Photo – Dayne Topkin on Unsplash
Bottom Photo – Marcel Strauß on Unsplash
