Last Thursday night I had to think about what to wear as I was going out. Proper going out – to a gig at a small venue in Tower Bridge. Hugo, one of Saagar’s closest friends from school had released a single in his memory and was performing live and raising funds for Papyrus. I would be seeing our friends, have a drink and possibly dinner at a restaurant. Wow! About time. It’s been ages.
Took a train to London Bridge and as I was walking out of the station, 2 announcements came on in quick succession –
“The 1831 to Peterborough has been cancelled due to a person being hit be a train.”
“The 1830 to Horsham has been cancelled due to a person being hit by a train.”
That Thursday was back again. It was Day 0 again. At this very station, an announcement was made to say my train home had been cancelled. I found an alternative route without thinking once why my train was cancelled.
It is spreading. Despite everything we do. It keeps happening. This morning I woke up to talk of another lock-down and my heart sank. I have an income and a home and someone to share my life with. How many don’t? I have hope and optimism. How many don’t? How many other hearts sank this morning?
The prospect of going on living in a world without a warm touch or hugs or smiles is nothing less than a punishment. The morning is greyer and colder than it has been in a long time. The days are shrinking. I am reminded of 6 years ago, at this time of the year, as autumn was fast approaching and Saagar was ill, I was optimistic. I didn’t have the slightest doubt. I knew he would get better.
Now, I doubt my optimism.
PS: Please listen to this song and share it on: “Lay down” by Hugo Hartley on Spotify
Many more songs by him on Youtube: