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A bright shiny day, With some gloomy flowers, And fresh greenery, People exercising, Birds singing around, And a start of a new day, With some rushing to work.
Sipping coffee at a corner cafe, Enjoying untimely rains, In the middle of the street, Catching up with friends, Taking a tour of the city, Playing music at a very high volume, And singing along wrong lyrics.
Making random movie plans, Holding a tub of popcorn, Post movie fights over, Who cried first, During an emotional scene, And then teasing them, For the rest of their lives.
Drooling over ice-creams, At midnight with your group, Making fun of random individuals, Over the street, To judging people for random stuff, All of this sound like a dream now.
All of this was, What we once called Normal, And maybe, When time will heal the scars, Of this phase for each individual, We will once again live this normal, That we all now dream of.
With No masks, To hide our smiles, With no fear of, Giving a warm hug, To our closed ones, And no more virtual catching up.
This world would be functional yet again, A better world will be built, Out of a new normal, New lessons will be taught and learned, And little things will be valued, In this dreamy normal because, This too shall pass.