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A Day in the Times of C'Virus: 21DLD-D3

While the Coronavirus spreads fast and furiously, today-we in India, live in the shadow of a 21-day lockdown (21DLD). I don't dispute the need for social distancing. But, what are the costs and who pays for it? In a country with as much poverty of lives and jobs and homelessness, I dread at the thought of deaths that lie in the wake of the 21DLD. Have we given enough thought to address the needs of the poor in a situation like this? I am at a loss and I have no ideas yet.

I have my own demons. When I landed myself a job outside my city,  the most proximate reason for me was to earn enough to take care of myself for a year. My contract was to end with a full-time job. Outside basic financial security, the rest of my income was meant for a little comfort, entrepeneuriship and philanthropy. 

For reasons little known to me, within my job, I found myself without a job. My repeated attempts to get a project got me an unsavoury response. And since then my internal world has been coming apart, bit by bit. I am a veteran of putting my world back together but I am not young any more. Losing three months at the age of forty eight, is a lot of wasted time. I am livid at how the company has treated me. I am saddened by the loss of opportunities and dreams. Holding your world together is a task in itself. And, to add to it the despair from COVID- 19, is demoralising. 

What's great for me, however, is every morning after a good night of Sleep. She erases and hides my traumas of yesterday. And, paints a silver lining in my clouds. God bless her and the sun!  I AM the poor-we are connected.

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