In the midst of a Pandemic - Part 2 [She is... ...]
This post I start with extreme mental pain. You cry for deaths. Demise of parents, relatives and friends. Some times you cry for the death of people you have not seen. One among them is the demise of my younger daughter's friend's mother in the second wave of corona. SHE IS NO MORE . Remembering this message in my daughter's mobile phone puts me in sorrow and my eyes get wet. The happenings are as follows. While working in Capgemini in Bangalore, my second daughter stayed in PG (Paid guest house - like ladies' hostel) and her room mate was a girl from Orissa. My daughter told she used to apply coconut oil to her face in the night and goes to sleep with it. Their way of skin care is that. During the corona period, the children were given work from home and all reached their homes and were working. The second wave started and also the vaccines came for human use. That girl's mother was a school teacher and she trie...