4thday of lockdown/ more than a million infected worldwide/ more than 50,000 deaths.

Last night I could feel, a torrent of rain fall. It came unannounced , so impromptu, with all anger, as it simmered down the edges of the raging earth. I called it a ‘ healing rain’ then I remembered a track with that same name by Michael Smith

Maybe you need a feel of that healing effect. let it wash the earth and drown every viral enemy into the abyss where it came.

This past days, I have been lost in the streets of my own thoughts. Wandering from one junction of reasoning to the other. Sometimes I am lost, other times I find myself, it keeps repeating itself like, lost today, found tomorrow, Which is a common character of the human life. Other times I have drenched my wisdom in some bottles dreaming of some biological manifestation, between a wench and me, for it has been a long time now.

In a particular junction of reasoning, I wonder and ponder that how could we not have seen all this with all the most sophisticated gadgets, how could this not have been one of the cases that springs out today and the vaccine comes out tomorrow? How could we not have seen this 2020 package that came raging fire and death. Holding the whole world at ransom. Even those who had the most sophisticated weapons, used to kill his kind were shocked at how useless their weapons were to the true enemy.

The truth was their in my face: 

That when we think we know it all, have seen it all, life will always spring up surprises that will lay waste to all our science and tech. 

My heart goes to the worst hit countries, may the healing rain heal your wounds. In this battle that started like a rumor, I know it’s just a matter of time when we will look back at this days with awe of how we survived. 

You are a survivor, 

the world of men will survive. 

keep hanging on.