An aspiring monk asked to enter a temple and attach himself to a guru. "Very well," said the guru, "but all students here observe the vow of silence. You will be allowed to speak only once in every 12 years. After the first 12 years, the student said, "The bed is too hard." After another 12 years, he said, "The food is not good." Twelve years later, after 36 years of hard work and meditation, he said, "I quit." "Good," snapped his guru, "all you’ve been doing is complain."
I think that I can conjecture, with some certainty, that we are fed up of bad news. It is all that we have been regaled with since the dastardly Covid-19 insinuated itself into our blissfully ignorant lives. If the weekday traffic in Nairobi at 4pm – which is now the new rush hour – is anything to go by, it would appear that folks are slowly resuming going about their lives even before the government has sent official indications that we should stop staying at home.
