IceAndBlood

Recently, a mail landed in my mailbox that punched me right on the face.   It announced the arrival of a new app – Wysa. Apparently, this app had been designed by Google Assistant to aid those struggling with psychological disorders. I was both intrigued and elated to find that this problem has been addressed finally and by none other than ‘The Google’. With rushing adrenaline, I installed it and a sweet little penguin welcomed me in. Somehow they have managed to categorize mental illnesses into Depression, Trauma, Anxiety, Sleep and so on. The Home page burst with a riot of colours, cute penguins, and neat, organized sections. It offers you mental exercises to calm yourself, rejuvenate yourself, physical exercises, options to talk to a therapist, even stories to lull you to sleep and many many more. There are spaces labeled ‘Improve Self Esteem’ or ‘Get Energy’, ‘Beat Stress’, ‘Manage Anger’, ‘Manage Anxiety’ bla bla bla where you can chat with Wysa on a chatbox and listen to

05.03.21 Dear R, Like shooting stars, They plummet from the skies, Till it’s all over.   I just made it up. I was thinking of myself and you and maybe of the pain shooting through my legs, stomach, my arms, hands, chest and brain. Reminded me of shooting stars. Remember the last time, we saw shooting stars from your roof? Suddenly, it feels so strange – like each and every part of my body is dying to touch one another. My own body feels alien to me. As does my life. As if I no more belong to myself. Like all other times, this time too, the fridge looks bleak. Not even a piece of godforsaken bread. The desert-coloured stickers popping off the handle and the scratches looking like abracadabra on the refrigerator door – it’s a surprise I didn’t notice them before. Strange, huh? How you think you can fill up that enormous void within yourself with loads of food and tons of chocolate! How it seems as if the darkness will melt away, with the chocolate melting on your tongue