Who could have imagined a world where bustling streets turned silent overnight? Unlike the isolated war zones I've witnessed, this lockdown spans continents, uniting us in an unprecedented way. The uncertainty can be crippling, but it also makes me cherish the simple pleasures we take for granted.
There was a time in Nepal when the aroma of freshly fried samosas filled the air, a universal invitation to indulge. The joy of sharing street food with friends became a symbol of camaraderie in difficult times. That's the experience I crave to relive when this pandemic lifts.
Beyond culinary delights, I long for the comfort of a good night's sleep, untroubled by anxieties. The thought of drifting off without the weight of the world on my shoulders brings a smile to my face.
This lockdown has also reminded me of the importance of connection. A simple hug from a friend, unencumbered by fear, is a treasure I won't take for granted again. I can't wait to visit those temples with my mother, laughter replacing the quiet contemplation we practice now. The excitement in my children's eyes as we embark on that long-awaited vacation fuels my own anticipation. Reconnecting with loved ones, both near and far, will be a symphony of joy.
The day we step outside without restrictions will be a victory lap for humanity. It won't just be about the absence of threat, but a celebration of our collective resilience. We will emerge from this crisis, scarred but not broken, cherishing the simple gifts of freedom, connection, and a good samosa!
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