Personal Ramblings during the COVID-19 Pandemic

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With norms of society being rewritten everyday, some things never change.

- With remote/ distance learning being all the rage and teachers the world over stepping up their tech game, the fact remains we all miss our classes and student interaction like crazy; I believe the opposite holds true for students too. The only thing is, we just took it for granted before. It will be a happy happy day when we are all together again.

- With most of the world in self-isolation, it has been a moment of glorious reconnection. Ironic how it took the world to retreat into the recesses of their homes to bring hearts closer to each other. Absence does, in the words of someone wise, make the heart grow fonder.

- In the face of uncertainty, humanity it turns out, is pretty resilient. And there really are more good people out there than I realised. Well good as in really trying to help out people in dire need. Any good person is a 'bad guy' for someone I guess.

- About myself, I am annoyed at my optimism. I have an inane knack for jinxing good vibes. The minute I start thinking that it isn't all bad, something will tear into my heart and crush it relentlessly, mercilessly. Well, thank God for family then.

- I miss my children everyday and wish for them all the best and to be safe and healthy and happy. This I believe God will grant me.

- I still love writing. And reading. One good thing that has happened is the time I now have to do both.

- Birthdays are overrated, but kids still love them. My son had his a couple of days before. He's big. Funny I still remember him in my arms when he was born. 

- Love never dies. It's that simple. Parents reign supreme, mothers trumping dads by a degree. It's that simple.

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