Another Abnormal

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Starting with 2020 came the outburst of an event that the world had witnessed never before. COVID-19 took the world by a storm. Handshakes and hugs were replaced by Namaste and fist bumps. Traveling got restricted. Industries started shutting. Common people started dying. Even the class of aristocrats started getting infected! Having a proper dinner became a blessing for many. Overall an avalanche of changes happened over the time of one year.

But since this is also the era of social media and millenial lingo, this whole phenomenon strated being referred to as “the new normal”. Kids not attending schools became new normal. Wearing a mask became a new normal. Having a shield over your head, everytime you take a flight started being called as the new normal. I however disagree with calling this whole business normal. These are nothing but consequences of our mindset which venerates ideologies of destruction of others for self prosperity. Consequences of transforming nature from being wild to making it tame.

Below are the pictures of what in reality I think is “normal” (nothing new there though) and what I believe is another addition to things being “abnormal”. As we sow, so shall we reap.

Normal: A decade or two old tree lays dead
Abnormal: A kid hidden behind a mask and a face shield
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Published by Aali Pant

Hi! My name is Aali Pant and I hail from one of the hilly state of India. If you think my name is a peculiar one, then probably I have met you in some form or another. https://aalipant.com/2019/08/31/whats-in-spoiling-a-name/. I have always been inclined toward writing and reading. Back in school when I was in 9th grade, I wrote a poem for the local newspaper. It was for the first time that I publicized my skill. Once it got published I got a lot of recognition from my friends, family, and school authorities. That gave me the push to write further. Later I did my Bachelor of Technology in Civil Engineering, followed by Masters in Geotechnical Engineering, and eventually, I now hold a Ph.D. Having been associated with academia allowed me to be a voracious reader as well as writer, though most of it was technical reading and writing. I felt disconnected from my innate habit and love for writing about random things like philosophy, comedy, experiences, and reviews. Thus, it was only in 2019 that I decided to try being a regular writer and make a blog of my own. I started writing every weekend from then. WEEKEND BLOGBUSTER, as one of my colleague used to call them. Since then I try posting regularly, even if not every weekend but at least once in a month I make sure I do what I like most, and that's writing for my blog. Lastly, I would like to share the poem I wrote in my 9th grade that gave wind to the spark within me. It is in Hindi so maybe not everyone can understand it, unless you would want me or Google to translate the same. हार नहीं मानूंगी अकेली चली थी अकेली चलूंगी, ज़िन्दगी की राह में मैं कभी ना हारूंगी। आ जाएं चाहे कितनी भी बाधाएं, किन्तु जीत हर क्षण मुझे बुलाये। चाहे कितना भी विष मिले मुझे, मैं एक दिन अमृत का पान अवश्य करुँगी। माना की हर दिन के बाद रात है, किन्तु हर सुबह क साथ सुनहरी धूप भी तो साथ है। माना की प्रत्येक व्यक्ति प्रतिभाशाली नहीं, किन्तु वह केवल अवगुणो से अभिशप्त भी तो नही। काले बादलों में ही मोर नाचता है, और एक उल्लू है जो की सुनहरी धूप को भी नहीं देख पाता ह। मैं तो काले बादलों में छुपे सूरज को निकालूँगी खोज, क्यूंकि बादल तो नहीं, किन्तू सूरज होता है हर रोज।

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