Airlift-Oxygen

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Airlift- Oxygen Saturday,24th April 2021 Corona has lifted the ugly head again we, the Indians, are facing a crisis with pain daily we hear about sad demises the nation is bereaved with such loses since three days, the active cases are crossing three lakhs the deaths reported are the highest ever it causes agony and fear we feel powerless and sad here the invisible enemy strikes with severity the firewood is in shortage and felt severely the electrical furnaces are melting the dead bodies are queuing for cremation oxygen is in shortage medicines have created a shortage and not available in storage the black market is on rising humanity is suffering the Government is in active mode the oxygen is airlifted and made available it is a great task taken on hand but in the end, we shall have suffered great losses people were not afraid earlier they had earned the label as liers not caring for self and others now they have sight refuge and resorted to prayers Dr Hasmukh Mehta D.litt, Folt

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