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Hail The COVID Warriers

 We have finally arrived at the situation where saying that the cases of COVID 19 are increasing day by day has become an understatement . In about just a week, 1.7 lakh new cases a day spikes to a whopping 3.16 lakh, almost a double of the former. Every one of our fears have come true, from inadequate beds, shortage of ventilators, to the point where people are not even getting the basic substance  for the survival of any human being : oxygen. 

On top of all this, we have our great politicians who couldn't even spare such a desparate situation from being used for their own political interests instead of finding a real solution for it. All that is being played is a blame game, where all our netas are scoring points while we stand idle as observers, unable to do anything.

In all this chaos, did anyone really think about the people really fighting for us ? Our doctors and nurses are working so hard that I am falling short of words to describe it. Physical stress is in itself taking a toll on our saviours often working for continuous shifts throughout day and night. And the unbearable mental trauma .... can you even imagine to see your own patients die in front of you ? Or do you think you can manage telling hopeful parents that their 22 year old son has died ? And what do we actually do ? We sit at home and carry on with our online lives, unheard of all this and just grumbling that our healthcare system is crumbling.

It's not just the doctors and nurses. Countless other unsung warriers are working hard in the background. Ambulance drivers have come to the rescue of patients who are gasping for breath at home. Volunteer cremators have come forward to cremate the deceased who have been abandoned by their own families.People are supplying patients with home made food for their speedy recovery. Police officers ensure that laws are enforced and make sure that masks are always on. Vegetable vendors, garbage collectors, milk suppliers, shopkeepers, and the list goes on and on with more and more people risking their lives for their livelihood as well as ours.

So let's praise them and for once, give them the appreciation they truly deserve. Just a simple thank you from us , I believe will mean a lot. Thank you to all the COVID warriers out there, for saving our lives. We always had, have and will have the greatest faith in you , and together all humanity shall triumph over this pandemic. 😃

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