Tuesday, December 22, 2020
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!!!!
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