Day Twelve
As I sipped my morning coffee, I thought of all the people
who ensured that I got my milk as usual. The dairy farmers who milked the cattle
and carried it to the collection centres. The tempo drivers who ferried the
milk from the various collection centres to the dairy where the milk was
processed and pasteurised. The operators of the pasteurisation plant who
monitored all the process parameters. The technicians at the lab who checked
for quality. People in the assembly line who filled the processed milk into
plastic pouches and sealed them. Loaders who stacked crates of milk pouches
into hundreds of delivery vans. Drivers who drove the delivery vans all night
to supply milk to booths scattered all over the city. And finally the man in my
booth who gave me the milk this morning. So, even as I stay locked down in the
comfort of my home, all these people work to ensure my morning coffee.
Babies continue to be born. And people continue to die, NOTWITHSTANDING
the coronavirus, and keep cemeteries busy. Power continues to be generated and
distributed. Water continues to be treated and supplied. Garbage continues to
be collected and disposed of in landfills. Oil is still refined to produce
fuels to run vehicles. Internet still works to fuel and spread gossip on social
medias. The least protected people are out there to ensure the comfort and
security of people like me locked down inside homes. The most protected people
now are the least important and vice versa.
The number of cases globally crossed one million. Here in
India, the growth in number of cases continues to be sluggish.
While this is a happy news, the reasons are not clear. Surely, it cannot be only due to physical distancing in a very densely populated country. One theory gaining currency is BCG vaccination. There are unsubstantiated claims that TB vaccination has conferred partial immunity on us. Clinical trials on the BCG vaccine has started in Australia.
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