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Fathima

                                                                                It’s been a long while since I opened my cupboard, where I stored my nostalgias. I found a box, a black box, just curious to know what was inside. I opened it, and yes, it was a treasure—an old rakhi. Suddenly my mind uttered, "Fathima." A cute girl with a sweet voice and a radiant smile, my junior. An unexpected visitor who walked into my life and became a piece of my heart. My thoughts wandered back to her presence, to the days of my teenage years, To the times we shared, roaming the school corridors and playing on the grounds. The care you gave me, just like only a little sister could. It was you, my sister in spirit. The love you had for music and your dreams of playing the guitar, The moments we spent immer...

Some of our bad habits that have taken a hard knock from the virus


The virus is changing the way we live in many respects, even refining some of our inappropriate habits. We can not fully tolerate on the virus, but there is some mistakes which is from our side.

The main problem of our is, lack of hygiene and some of our bad habits that we should stop it right now, in which we can prevent the spreading of diseases. 

We can notice that many people have a habit of licking finger to count the currency notes and to turning the pages of the book. It is a type of an unhealthy habit that many of us had developed. It took the virus to put a full stop to the habit.

The virus has also added some civic sense inside public washrooms. Loud retching and open spitting and blowing of the nose have been the norm at washrooms sinks. Another thing is many people cover and then sneeze and cough, but they never use any tissue or handkerchief on their hands while they are sneezing or coughing. If they only covering with their hands and does not wash, the particles and the droplets of the cough or sneeze will be their in our hands and if we touch any items or give shake hands or high five, this thing will spread to many people and can cause a big problem. The railways has removed the curtains from upper class coaches following the virus scare. The curtains were being used as towels to wipe hands, polish shoes and other unusual purposes.

So let's stop this and break the bad habits to stop the spreading of the diseases. Always make a healthier habit. Washing hands and feet before entering home is another healthy habit that us making a comeback. Again it took an evil's knock for it to get back into our lives.

The virus is an enemy of humanity, but if we can learn good things during the pandemic, it will be all to the good.






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