Mitra hankers to return to normal life and the new normal of the pandemic is agonising. An exclusive for Different Truths.
For once I forgot about the pandemic, the masks and sanitisers, the lockdown and social distancing and went out to watch the sunrise, on the top of my building, between the branches of the trees. There it was, the ripe crimson sun, bold and beautiful overlooking the earth, as if nothing has gone wrong, and here comes the hands of a new day embracing you with new hope. Let the despair rest because this too will pass, the air would be clear again, the roads full of life, evil never wins and we must keep up the fight. There will be a new definition of normal but that will not stop us from reading a book, dancing to the music, writing a poem, getting that degree, finding a means of livelihood, making a new friend and watching the sunrise, bold and beautiful, promising delight.
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