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The Danger of Death Lurks

 

So, there are these people in my neighborhood who walk around without masks.

A couple of days ago, a neighbor walked toward me wanting to talk – she wasn’t wearing a mask. I moved away but told her that I would talk once she masks up. It did sound rude, but in my defense, it is better to be sensible rather than stupid. She looked at me like I was weird – that is her prerogative! She still moves about without a mask.

The situation is precarious with people I know falling prey to this evil virus. Many have lost their lives battling Covid, so therefore wearing a mask is simple math. The people who care for others and themselves will mask up, the rest will probably contribute to the spread. And I ponder over these vicissitudes.

Losing People

A friend battled the dreaded illness and after days passed away. Another friend of mine lost her young sister to the illness. The family doctor presumed it was just a viral infection. Eventually, she was hospitalized, put on a ventilator, intubated but lost the battle. We lost her to this awful disease. Large numbers of people are unable to get oxygen or even beds and the skyrocketing prices make it difficult to go to the hospital. 

Fear psychosis and the danger of death lurks. But covidiots still roam around without masks and do not follow protocol.

We are on lock-down here in Bangalore. We order online for our necessities primarily to avoid covidiots who do not practice social distancing or wear masks. Fines are slapped on people who disobey orders when they do not adhere to the timings during curfew.

We can attribute blame to how this damn pandemic came to be, and measures taken to curb the spread. I believe that it would make sense if fines are slapped on people irrespective of economic status for not wearing masks or social distancing. That may stop covidiots from spreading the muck.

While masking up is a necessity we have been told that the masks should be worn properly. The kinds of masks we use will work as deterrents. Some are 50% effective, some 75% and others are 80-90% effective. The idea is to wear it so that the nose and mouth are covered without any spores entering from any side. But some wear the masks under the chin or on top of their heads! Where is the sense in that I ponder over this vicissitude?

As life goes by abject despondently, will we beat this dreaded disease? Or are we reaching the end times? Take care and keep your hopes high and pray that this disgusting virus is done away with completely.

Wash your hands or sanitize. Practice social distancing. Wear a mask.

Xo

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