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How is this different ?..



For health professionals has anything changed at all....
We fight the same fight we fight everyday keeping our lives on the edge. In the west it might be an unprecedented struggle where every individuals  status is closely monitored and has to be answered for..
The difference in this battle is everyone is scared and seem to be taking it as an acute clarion call but we fight the same battle everyday of our lives sans the media hype,the political will and the list goes on,
Will we take a lesson from this and learn that things can be done in a better way,.
It is heartening to see the ICMR taking the lead and media giving it its due exposure.
Henceforth may be they should continue to draft and put in health regulations in place so that this becomes a norm.
Media houses as one can see can do a lot to help spread awareness on over the counter antibiotic abuse,tuberculosis care,strenghtening public health beyond the cushy air-conditioned offices with laptops to touch base in the villages of India.Overcrowding ,malnutrition,diarrhoea diseases ....infant mortalities rate ,maternal mortality rate are  health emergencies but it just does not reach the corridors of influence....we face it everyday.
8 deaths due to a pandemic sounds like a joke.We see deaths everyday unaccounted for,undiagnosed,mismanaged,uncared for,we have even had old folks brought to us gasping who have been fed salt and water/in the villages for days together.It defies all logic but it happens.
The political will to deal with this pandemic has been impressive.Pray that this same resolute intent in these dark times and by the grace of God will lead India into a greater clarity.There are no lack of people with good intent,everyone needs to be taken forward inclusively to fight this common fight.Now that needs a big heart and a bigger vision.

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