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WOW! 2020.

Without an iota of doubt, you should say that 2020 was a great year. You just witnessed a year that will go down in history books as one of the greatest faced by humans ever since recorded. There have been wars and pandemics before covid 19. But this one got faced by a generation, especially millennials, who had never encountered such things.

Yesterday, few were forwarding memes with the apprehension of even using 'happy' to wish the new year. 2020 was, indeed, a great year where new normals got established. Every single human being on this earth got affected, even the remotest humans living on isolated islands.

This pandemic has taught us some great lessons. Of them, the most significant I feel is we should not think much of our future. Just think of how we can survive the present. That will bring peace of mind. And whenever you look back, don't forget to say wow! 2020, you made me strong.  And from me, it is a happy new year to all of you.




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  1. juventus77January 2, 2021 at 11:15 PM

    👏 Happy 2021✨🥂

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  2. UnknownJanuary 2, 2021 at 11:16 PM

    Well said.
    We lost we gained
    We prayed we sighed
    We got impatient
    But learnt the art of being patient
    And we survived

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  3. Pavan MangiJanuary 3, 2021 at 5:45 AM

    Happy 2021 !

    We might not have got what we wanted from 2020 but nature gave us what we needed to learn . ‘ One may plan but God will decide ‘

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  4. UnknownJanuary 3, 2021 at 8:18 PM

    2020 made us realise that we are all just humans...Nothing more ...Nothing less ,👍 wishing a joyful year to the whole world💐💐💐. Good thought dear friend👌👌

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