Author: Reenu M.
Mrs. Kotian shivered under her blanket. Torrential rains were pelting on her windowpanes. She did not have enough energy to close them or pick the phone much less answer the doorbell. This was all new to her because she did not have any major health issues and she had been careful about taking precautions post the lockdown imposed due to Covid. .
She
struggled again to get up to the loud pealing of her mobile phone. She failed
miserably. She knew it must be her two daughters calling one after another from
the States. She wanted to shout for help, but she was not even close to the
window and there was nobody at home. Ever since the Covid-19 outbreak, she had
been left all alone. Mr. Kotian had passed away two years ago and she could
socialise with her family, friends and neighbours only virtually.
She
felt like Mr. Kotian was calling out to her but the more she tried to grab
him, the more she felt he was getting
fainter and fainter.
She
opened her eyes a crack and found a blurred vision in white before it
disappeared.
She
woke up and looked around to find that she was not alone. Another lady was
laying in the bed about feet away. Her vision in white became clear; it was a
nurse. Her name was Asha and she had quite a story to tell.
Asha
told Mrs. Kotian that her neighbours had broke open the lock of her house and
got her here 3 days ago. It was touch-and-go for some hours in her battle
against Covid but nobody including the doctors, nurses and herself had given up.
The
medical staff were putting their life at risk for her; someone who they had
never met before. The same neighbours who she had taken care of by providing
home-cooked food and virtual support during their time of need had made great
efforts to be her support now; never mind the broken door. Life is more
precious after all!
Zinger
for the Day:
Even as you lay worried & weary from this battle against Covid-19, know this in your heart – “We are all in this together. We got your back as you have ours.”
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