The Diary of the Coronavirus

Note: I do not mean for this to spread any negativity. I just hope all of us understand the gravity of the situation and that we aren't heading paradise if we continue with our "human" ways.

She came to me with ashen hands. “Help.” she cried.

“What have they done now?” I asked, with a frown on my face.

“Look at me. I’m dying. I won’t last any longer if they keep going like this. I gave them all the chances in the world. Their doings made me sick, and they had the audacity to call it “global warming”. How is it a fever when they get it, but a mere warming when I get it? I thought they’d realise that I can get ill, just like they do, but no. They sent around videos and made posters for a few years, and then totally forgot about me. “

“I understand your situation. Why don’t you go ahead and wipe yourself out and start over, just like you did with the dinosaurs and every other being that you created, that didn’t support you, Earth? These humans have been nothing but terrible to you”

“I can’t do that, Corona. You know I can’t, for several reasons. The humans are the creation I’m most proud of. In all the 4.5 billion years of my life, they are the only beings that have such advanced ability to think.”

“Clearly, they have no brains.” I said, irritably. “I have been offering to help you for over a millennia. You keep refusing saying you want to give them another chance.”

“That’s why I’m here, Corona. To finally ask your help. I’ve run out of options. I can’t wipe myself out like the previous times because now, only the humans are a problem, the other creatures are innocent.”

“Finally!” I exclaimed. “Finally you’re doing what you should have done years ago!”

“I wasn’t finished” she continued. “I don’t want you to wipe them out. They ought to have a final chance.”

“Not again, Earth! How many chances will you give them?”

She buried her face in her hands. “I can’t help it, Corona. When I look at them, I…. I see my children. ”

I could see the lump forming in her throat. This was really hard for her.
“Okay.” I said. “I promise I’ll only hurt them enough to make them realise their mistakes and change themselves for the better. For their Mother’s better.”

Here I am now, six months later, afraid I might not be able to complete my mission.

They have no respect or fear towards me. They’re making memes about me! I understand it is important for them to keep their spirits high and have a good laugh in these desperate times, but their nonchalant attitude is getting on my nerves. If they don’t straighten up and realize where they’re headed, I can swear I will break the deal I made with Earth.

Many of them are venturing outside . I directly address you “brave” humans. There is one simple rule. Stay home. If you aren’t disciplined enough to follow one rule, how are you going to take care of Earth?

Realisation is kicking in, but slowly.

This is a message written by one of the humans.

Penning this, while locked at home, I realise more than ever that the grocery store in the corner of our street is our lone saviour. The only bell that rings, is from the gentleman walking all the way from that store to deliver our provisions for the next few days. In the corner of the room is my dusty wallet, plump and full, with the card peeping out eager to be swiped, meriting the same attention as in the past.

The COVID situation may have forced social distancing but certainly has brought societies together. The next visit to a hospital, we will pay our respects to the doctor before the fees, home delivery persons will be tipped heartily, policemen will be saluted…

In a few weeks, malls,theatres.. will open and life will return back , but I hope to a new normal.

I wait for the bell to ring, realising fully that what matters most is the next meal.

It’s fair to say that a part of my mission is going well. Many have realised that their “normal” was precisely the problem. They are ready to change.

I will be gone soon enough. And if they continue with their old insouciant ways, I will be back, much,much bigger.

If they don’t want that to happen, they’re going to have to give their lives a major makeover.

Earth has never had an attachment to any of her beings as much as she has with these humans. What I see in her is more than attachment, actually. She believes they’re capable of change; and she has never been wrong.

All that’s needed now, is for humans to believe it themselves.

(The “message written by one of the humans” was written by none other than my dad. I loved it and asked if I could include it in my post) 🙂