2020- The year Of The Introverts.

The night is spreading its cold hands.

The last full moon of 2020 is lingering behind the lacy curtains of the window. Something is enchanting about this wintry night.

The days are long. Though my mind is burdened with too many things- Inability to visit my homeland, extended lockdown periods and the forced cremation- I feel a strange peace within me.

2020 is the year of the Introverts.

In a world where extroversion is appreciated as a gift because most people connect loudness with confidence and happiness, introverts are seen as weak.

Quietness and enjoying one’s own company are perceived as traits of weakness.

No one sees what goes in the mind of an introvert. Being thoughtful, respectful and taking the time to do things seem to be dying.

I am thrilled that the Pandemic has provided a rare opportunity for everyone to experience a pinch from the world of introverts. I think I too lean more towards introversion and I loved being myself in 2020.

My son turned one and a half this December. I grow with him, all over again, treasuring every moment of this beautiful togetherness.

Last year, I could not read much. I could not put all my thoughts and feelings into writing either.

But in the end, I can be proud of myself as I achieved a lot in 2020.

I have shared few such moments of triumph in social media and the rest I kept under my pillows. I am old school and still believing in keeping certain things to myself.

All praise to God the Almighty

Wish you all a very blessed and beautiful year ahead.

May 2021 be a fulfilling year for you and me.

Shameela Yousuf Ali

January 1st 2021

23.24 pm