Alfredo Pasta & The Roller-Coaster Life

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#10YearsAgo this Alfredo Pasta topped with tangy sauce, was all that I wanted to cook. (Please ignore the picture quality and the quantity of alfredo sauce in it) 😅

Things were fine then...

No restrictions. No ifs-n-buts, No one to guide and no one to blame, No COVID, and No work-from-home.

Then - I enjoyed the roller-coaster ride. It felt like I was on top of the world with the wind rushing through my hair, the freedom pumping through my veins, and a scream escaping from the very depths of my soul! Although there were troubles on the way, now when I think about them, they make me feel nostalgic. Not just that #dry pasta, but life then, made me feel excited.

NOW - Watching life on a roller-coaster ride is now a bit scary. Stepping out is scary. Meeting someone in person is scary. Knowing about someone else's health condition is scary. Not even this pasta can solve this problem. Life now is quite disturbed. Not only mine but almost everyone's. Reasons are many. But COVID-19 stays ahead of the pack.

Moreover, credits to those who are recklessly roaming all over the city playing "Catch me if you can".. and putting their and their family's life at risk. Many of them keep blaming the government for not taking strict actions. Many of them blame their neighbors. Let us stop this blame game and play our part in being a responsible citizens.

Life always gives lemons. And we all must know how to make a #mojito out of it. No matter how cruel ppl you face, no matter how tough challenges you face, no matter what viruses come your way, think of what you expect from life and react. Let us all pledge to stay safe during this period, as our safety is our family's safety. Of course, we'd expect fresh limes rather than rotten ones 😆

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