Once This Gets Over

Once this gets over, I don't have to use a duo to meet my friends. 

I'll go, take them close and hug them tight.

I will uninstall zoom and google meet. 

Would still regret attending my boring lectures and plan to bunk and chill. 

Ultimately, I will go shopping for hours together. 

Because I don't fit in my old, small clothes anymore.

Once this gets over, I would finally get rid of the masks and would never wish to wear them again. 

With masks, meddlers didn't recognize, but now they do! 

I would never look back at my new hobbies. 

Still would look at pictures of my dance, sketch, and poems; just be proud and smile. 

I would stop cleaning my room and home. 

And sleep in my messed-up room and find nothing in its place. 

I would go to a spa and get a good haircut. 

I no longer have to oil them or be uncombed for days.

Once this gets over, I wouldn't have time to bake and cook something delicious. 

Then go to restaurants and memorize and share my Quarantine-cooking-stories. 

I won't be able to play Ludo and Business with my family every night. 

Just blanky stare and scroll on my Instagram feed before I go to sleep. 

My extended family would forget the Quarantine activities.

And get busy with the hustle-bustle.

Once this gets over, my brother will no longer work from home'.

I would wait for him for months to visit us afresh. 

My sister would finally come from her in-laws'.

And then everyone would shed tears when she again leaves. 

I wouldn't see my father so often. 

But my mom would do the same thing even then, even now - cook, clean, care, and worry. 

Once this gets over, the pollution-free environment would become contaminated.

Water bodies will get filthy and toxic substances to degrade it again. 

The deserted roads will then again, have to take all the pressure. 

Suddenly, everything will be changed, even you, even me!