There are so many ways mental health manifests itself that I can hardly list them all- depression (which can mean chronic hopelessness, tiredness, unable to work or socialise, withdrawing from family and friends) and has many forms where a person seems to be doing all of these things, but is struggling called high function depression. Then there's anxiety and panic attacks. Both are related to unavoidable often seemingly un-rational fears that a person cannot control.
As school re-opened, she cut through the awakwardness in 2 minutes. “My son asked me do you support temple or mosque? I said shut up, no temple no mosque! Stop the nonsense!” And we carried about our classes like nothing had happened.
The best revenge upon hate and violent is to assert our everyday dignity, is to carry on about our lives, no matter with how heavy a heart, as though nothing had happened. Like healing from the death of a loved one, or recovering from a bad break-up.
I was 8 years old when the mosque fell. My uncle had gone for the kar sewa. I went to a fancy school in Lucknow. It was the only time when unexpected holidays were not a happy occasion. There was uncertainty because we didn’t know when would school re-open.
We had many Muslim classmates and we are all friends with each other. Religion never, never came in the way. This was Lucknow. But now there was an awkwardness in the air. I can’t forget the name of the Bengali class teacher, Mrs Sen.
If you see any incitement to violence, any trouble in your area, any hate speech you think needs to be addressed, call the cops. Record it for evidence. But don’t tweet it. Don’t spread it on WhatsApp or Facebook or Instagram or SMS or by word of mouth.
If you think any piece of information is unverified, don’t pass it on to others, not even in private. Don’t become a vehicle of rumourmongering. You are smarter than that.