Maybe, Covishield was not my first choice for the vaccine but for the short supply of Sputnik in many medical facilities. Nonetheless, I am happy for the fact that my first dose went well despite all the queries and concerns as I weighed all the pros and cons. Booking slots on CoWin isn’t tricky but for the inoculation, which makes the whole process trying and testing for anyone.
In the first instance, the centre pushed itself away when it came to centrally coordinating and collaborating the vaccination drive. Some were getting the jab for free in a government-run health centre, with the rest spending from their packets.
How can this disparity and despair be put in words, sentences and statements? Who is the government terribly afraid of if it has already taken charge of inoculating everyone amongst us? Why is there a differential treatment amongst constituencies of caste, class and community? Have we left ourselves behind in taking a lesson from a pandemic that knows no boundary and borders?
I simply couldn’t argue more for the better of it resting upon my case as for conscience appearing to be awakened at a pressing time when we are stuck with grief, trauma, pain and rebellion—nothing else.