I’m normally an optimistic person. Emphasizing a bit on the word normally. Covid is not normal at all and I’ve been stuck in this house for more than a year now. They open the institutes , we meet our friends but then after a week they close the institutions once again. It’s not their fault either but it’s irritating and I’m done.
Till the end of last year I was hopeful because I thought that it’s been a year and we’ll get out of this stronger. New year brings new hope and well covid will leave , it’ll end but it doesn’t seem to be even close to ending.
The hope is fading. The small light in a dark cave is becoming dimmer day by day. Where I live the positivity ratio was 12% today and it ain’t a very big town. It scares me.
I want to be hopeful but hope just doesn’t wanna reside within me. It wants to leave. I’m desperate to hear the sweet news which for me is “covid has ended “. That we’ve defeated it.
It’s not that I’ve stopped following the SOPs . I haven’t! But I’m done hearing tragic news about people dying of this virus. People losing their loved ones to this covid.
Thousands of questions are arising in my mind like, why did people have to eat bats in the first place? , Isn’t eating bats disgusting? , haven’t you heard of draculas?
Even then I can’t help but give myself hope that this covid will not defeat us and the ray of hope inside us. We will come out of this stronger. I hope we do and I hope it ends.
But you know what ? I feel like it’s not going to be the old normal after this covid ends.
We’ll have a new normal. What do you think?
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