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I have never stopped a Blogathon in between, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

With all the uncertainty around in India, getting myself to think about something funny to write about everyday is becoming harder and harder.

I recognise privilege. 

I know I am lucky to be in a place where things are back to normal, where we can go about our daily lives, unaffected by anything, except the minor inconvenience of donning a mask.

But that still does nothing to reduce the emotional strain and guilt of not being able to be around family and help them through these really hard times. It's hard to go through news and Twitter feeds on a daily basis and not be burdened by the helplessness of it all. It's difficult to have conversations with parents and keep telling them not to step out. It's hard to hear of yet another case or yet another death in circles around us. 

And I am not even dwelling too much on the thought that I have no idea when I will get to come home, with most countries putting India on the no-fly list. If I go down that path, everything will become only that much harder.

The only thing I can do sitting somewhere safe is send good vibes and prayers to everyone who is battling on ground. 

I do hope sincerely that things get back to normal soon. 

Just our normal boring lives, with no news whatsoever. Where we create news because there's nothing happening around us. Where breaking news like, "UFO shaped cloud spotted in Rasthad village in MP" is a normal occurrence. That level of normal.

I can't make promises, but if that happens, I will try to stop complaining about everything.

Till then, stay safe, try to keep positive, take care of people around you.

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