OPINION | A POST PANDEMIC FEIERABEND*

We’d rave and rant about the government’s woeful ineptitude, the kilos that just kept piling on, the hijacking of our religion by the crazed Right and the lack of a glass of wine when you needed to get just a little comfortably numb. We were, one and all, veritable shrinks; roles we inadvertently took on given the stigma attached to the clinical psychological recourse. But when we’re talking of a chronic mental pandemic, everyone pitches in to do their bit in braving a dear ones purgative assault on their senses. We absorb until our own cups brimmeth over, and then, we return friendly fire!