Sunday, April 12, 2020

When Sunday's sun loses relevance



In contemporary human civilization, most people have almost no idea of how the very weekdays and months came into existence and how they got named and what their names really implied. Perhaps these all were meant to install some kind of timetable in societies and to have develop a common understanding among fellows for what we should be doing on what time.
In most Indo-European contexts, a week is 7 days long and each day is linked to a planet or another terrestrial body e.g.  Monday is day of moon and Tuesday is day of Mars and so is there a day for Saturn, Jupiter, Venus, Mercury. (Not all languages support this philosophy entirely). All days are dedicated to planets, sub-planets but then there is a day dedicated to Sun. Historically it has been the most important day of week and remains generally a holiday and a day to relax and to disrupt the daily routine. Perhaps in colder climes, this could have also meant to balk in sun at least once a week to refill the Vitamin D.
This pattern of doing whatever on rest of the days and breaking the routine for a day dedicated for sun has shaped our civilizations over the course of thousands of years with some exceptions where some modern contexts stemming from religion have overwritten this (particularly countries of middle east). This pattern however seems to have lost its meaning in this period of global lockdown caused by spread of Covid19.
The working hours, fresh start on Monday and week ending on day of Venus (Friday), still seems to be intact on paper but this classification appears as virtual as it can get. What signified Monday was the feeling arising after a full day of relaxation and streets full of desperate people running towards economic setups. Evenings would mean the same fellows returning home tired by 8-10 hours of serving the other fellow human beings in some form. That routine would continue for five entire days ending with rush for shopping on a day dedicated for Saturn (Saturday) and then was again beautiful Sunday. Bright Sun on its own day was a treat which was clearly a reward for 6 days of human being attempting to be a regulated machine.
Now as Monday has ceased to be Monday as it used to be. There are no lit-up offices, no rush to get to a building of concrete away from home to attend some meeting to fix the problems. Saturday is no longer inviting people to buy the stuff as it has traditionally been doing. So has also perhaps the sun of Sunday dimming itself. When all days spanning from Monday to Saturday are attempting to play partially the role of Sunday, what is left for Sunday is just a fraction of what it used to be.
It feels terrible to see the fate of Sunday.  May be Covid19 and also its fellow viruses want civilization to respect the philosophy of Sunday in entirety when everyone stays home, and no one flies to nowhere and no one visits no one and no one visits a monument or castle. 

Just some thoughts!!!!