Namaste, Corona.

I’m barely three months away from the said date of my graduation.
But what seems to have captured everyone’s attention is definitely the Coronavirus.

No, this isn’t a blog on the do’s and don’ts or the myths and facts about the virus per se. Thanks to the overwhelming WhatsApp forwards that are doing their job pretty well.

There is no denial in the fact that this novel virus is spreading at the speed of light. Even our planet has never witnessed such a gripping-cum-tumultuous event before.

Scientists are doing all in their power to find the antidote,
Government officials are immobilizing everyone to contain the contamination,
Military forces are deployed on the street to ensure that people obey the quarantine,
Doctors and nurses are turning days into nights to save us all.
In short, everyone is doing their part.

I’m just there, yet just not there.

I feel like a soldier who has not been called to fight the battle, since I’m still an amateur. Considering the fact that I am just an intern, I have been asked to stay safe and at home.

Since the time COVID-19 has been declared a pandemic and all the countries are buckling up, I could see India taking it as a joke, not even being aware of the repercussions, like just any other meme to be shared around.

My family and friends for that matter, were simply oblivious to it and I had to scream my lungs out for them to take all the necessary precautions. Either they were ignorant of the current scenario or they did not want to take my advice seriously enough since I’m not yet a licensed doctor.
Not until the rising death toll, an exponential increase in the number of cases shook the entire world, did they realize the gravity of the situation.

On 22nd of March, at 5pm, sitting miles away from India, staring at my laptop screen, when my dad video called me to show everyone clapping hands and beating thalis, it made me tear up.
I so wish I could have been there and be of whatever help to my country, to my patients.

Not only did the Janta Curfew highlight the immense potential that India has to combat the threat but also showed that no one but only Modi ji could have made it possible.

On one hand, I was tremendously happy on seeing almost 130 crore Indians abiding by the curfew while on the other hand, I was frustrated seeing that some of the Indians on the streets in huge groups as if India had won the World Cup.
Earlier this morning, when I opened my eyes to an Instagram post which read that some doctors somewhere in India were asked to vacate their houses because their neighbors feared that they will spread the infection further, i was furious.
I wish common sense was being sold somewhere for them to understand that if tomorrow they fall prey to this Corona, it will be these forsaken doctors who will be the frontliners in saving their lives.
Well, I guess now Modi ji should hold a General Knowledge and Moral Science lecture for them.
Jokes apart – mass education is what we need!
While sitting at home, and utilizing my only weapon- social media, I urge everyone to obey the rules and stay safe, because certainly Gaumutra or Prasad is not fortified enough to beat the virus.
Also, let’s just thank Israel for propagandizing the Indian way of greeting one another by joining your hands instead of a handshake.
Our country needs to appraise its own culture. Let’s shoo this monster away, our way, “Namaste, Corona!”