Had the misfortune of visiting the crematorium earlier today to pay my respects to a very dear elderly Uncle of mine. He was a Covid case.
As I moved from the Hospital to the Crematorium I observed that this time, it's the common man that's making the difference, a real difference.
The nurse who cleans, maintains and takes care of hundreds patients. She puts her life to risk every time she steps in a Covid zone. She does it for a living, she gives life. She is making a difference.
The Ward boy who cleans the body, packs it, seals it and moves it up and down the corridors. That 10th Standard failed, that good for nothing boy has stepped up to give mankind some respectability. He is making a difference.
The Ambulance driver, who waits patiently for hours at the Hospital or at the Crematorium. That College drop out, has not gone home from over a week. Day and night, he eats, sleeps, drives the ambulance to take patients and dead bodies alike. He is making a difference.
That Security Guard at the Hospital who manages the arrival of all vehicles and guides them to their spot fearlessly. He is a retired Military jawan who gives priority to the patients and their worried families. He is making a difference.
The Manager of the Crematorium looks exhausted, over a cup of coffee he tells me, "I came in here yesterday at 7 AM and after 36 hrs am still here". He sees hundreds of dead bodies and their families crying for their loss. Quietly he did his job for a living. He is making a difference.
The body handler at the crematorium treats everybody in the same way. He is exhausted, overworked and underpaid. Often we see him as a good for nothing drunkard. This time, he is helping, bury and burn 30/50/70 dead every day and night. He is making a difference.
The Constable on the road guiding the traffic for a smoother flow is now ensuring that we all wear masks to stop the Pandemic killing more of us. He is risking his life for us everyday. He can barely speak English or use a computer like me. He is making a difference.
The delivery boys. Youngsters who didn't do well in the Corporate world. They ferry around town in the hot sun or rain from one place to another delivering 20+ packages everyday for you and me. We don't smile or acknowledge his presence when collecting our Parcel. He is making a difference.
My local vegetable vendor. He buys fresh vegetables and fruits everyday and brings them to my doorstep. All of us want the the freshest, sweetest and nicest stuff from him. We bargain to no real gain with this village bum who everyday wakes up real early and helps my family stay healthy on his veggies. He is making a difference.
This time, it's the common man that's making the difference, a real difference. He was always there but we never noticed.
Let's be part of the Solution and not the problem.
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