I remember the exact week the government announced the lockdown. I was at my aunt’s house, and the news ticker flashed red. My cousin sister—let’s call her Riya—looked at me from across the dining table. We were both in university then, both suddenly told to come home and stay home.
In those first few weeks, we were terrified and restless. The news was a horror movie playing on loop. So, we did what cousins do best: we created a parallel universe. my cousin sister 2020
That notebook became our confessional. It holds the real story of 2020 for us: the anxiety, the hope, the stupid jokes, and the tear stains. I remember the exact week the government announced
The Year We Stopped Being Just ‘Cousins’ – A 2020 Time Capsule We were both in university then, both suddenly
At first, it was just something to do. But by May, it was a lifeline. We’d sit there, two meters apart (just in case), and talk about everything except the virus. We talked about our childhood—the summer we got lost in the mela, the time she broke my favorite toy and blamed the cat, the secret language we invented when we were seven.
If you have a cousin—especially a cousin sister—who got you through this year, tell her. Don’t wait for the next family gathering. Text her right now.