My pandemic year of excess and accumulation
Live MintI spent many hours in 2020 scrolling through Instagram, as the rest of the world was doomscrolling the internet. The appeal of clicking on a post that takes you to a virtual shop, which lets you pay in seconds with an e-wallet, is a business plan dreamt up by a capitalist genius—and the boredom induced in the vulnerable millions by the pandemic during the long days of isolation was the opportunity it was waiting for all this time. But covid-19 and working from home pushed me into a zone I hadn’t quite encountered before—the seduction of social media and its deceptive promise of filling a void in our lives, emptied of most of its familiar comforts by the devastating pandemic. Long before the pandemic hit, I had already been trying to move towards a “clean” diet and minimalist, clutter-free lifestyle, though my good intentions outweighed the actual results for the most part. After my doctor forbade processed food due to my hereditary cholesterol, I said adieu to the hot chips that my neighbourhood hot chips uncle fries in a giant wok swimming with oil and bought only overpriced oven-baked, oil-free, potato-free tapioca chips.
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