He did all he could but like a thousand others, his father succumbed to the Covid.
“It is an unknown enemy, what can you do?” his friend said consoling him.
“The Covid i can forgive, some humans i cannot.” he said matter-of-factly.
“Humans?” his friend asked confused.
He nodded, “I was desperate to take my father to the hospital, this ambulance driver charged me ten thousand rupees for just two kilometres. I was helpless. I paid, but i realized that the real virus is people like these who profit from human suffering. Unfortunately there is never going to be a vaccine for them.”