There was something about the Wuhan virus on the news, friends started getting work from home, and the students started hanging out because as we felt it's vacation time.

Because of the busy schedule, I was unable to visit my grandparents, hence as soon my brother board exam got cancelled, we moved there to spend few days with them, and the next day only the Prime Minister announced a nationwide lockdown. 

Nobody expected the outbreak to be so scary. 
There roads were empty, and there was panic among people. They started stocking up things in large quantities, leaving nothing for others.

Me moving to my grandparents was a blessing in disguise. Surviving those months without any help would have been too difficult, as their age is ripe and health is fragile.

I remember standing in queues for hours, and carrying heavy bags of essentials. I wonder how would have survived all alone? It would have been too laborious and exhausting for them. 

Quarantine and Social Distancing became the new words of everybody's vocabulary, and social media was full of Lockdown challenges and memes.

At my grandparents, the signals are too weak, hence neither could I use the internet, nor could talk to people over call. So it was just me and my grandparents during the Lockdown.

Although I saw so many people complaining about staying inside with their families and how boring it is, whereas I had the best time of my life. 

Doing the chores, watching news together, and then the everyday debates and discussion about the virus and the world, felt so wholesome.

I felt privileged to be able to spend time with people I love, who instilled so many values and took care of me when I was a toddler. Taking care of them, and helping during the trying times was the least I could have done.

It made me feel grateful for the meals I had, and being lucky to be spending my lockdown with the people who I love and care the most.