MayDay

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Dear mortals,           

              I may not be proficient enough to make changes to that particular subject we all have been dealing with. However, here right now encouraging things we have been doing is we are not giving up. Not sure about the fact that this pandemic was karma for how we had been spreading negativity towards nature. A few months back, unusual topics of world war were trending. Perhaps people misusing powerful social networks and something forbidden was trending. 
              "Be careful what you wish for, it might come true."
 Maybe, war broke through just to remind people that they are not the only creature that exists.    
             People are aware of the present situation but still act huffy. News spreading everywhere has made a blueprint that has forced its presence in everyone's mindset. In the present situation, "COVID-19" can make anyone freeze. People bearing mental torture at home are no less. Anyway, people should be aware, the virus will not enter until you won't invite them. Whether "corona or not" social distancing has always been a better option. People with #wanderlust and #adventureislife tags possess enough strength and immunity to transfer virus in everyone's garden. Well, this is not the end. Hope and will power have kept us in shape.                  
         Friends, Dreams, Bucketlist can wait and can be met only if you stay home and isolate. Sharpen your will power and be productive. Good vibes will save the world !!!

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