The. Flu. Stop.

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The Germ magnets we cultivate at home, aka our children, both together gave me the flu. Quite the listless two weeks past. Or may be it was three weeks and I lost count! Add on the Corona Virus hysteria online, flu and sick kids = I was a complete hermit. As usual!

As my head heals everyday, I find reasons to be more and more optimistic. And this was yesterday's silver-lining - to all those people asking me to socialize!









A few years ago, on a particularly miserable fourteen hour flight to San Diego from Frankfurt, en route every miserable, unnecessary stop to cut costs, I sneezed, may be three times, in quick succession. Three times, which, given my dust allergy and the number of smokers aboard my different flights, was laughably few. However, those three sneezes made my neighbor to harangue me with questions about where I am coming from- Africa, Asia, eastern Europe? Have I some kind of illness that can be transmitted? I should have said I have AIDS. She also was obviously a teacher- was correcting her third or fourth grader students' test papers on the last leg of her return journey. Back then, it gave me a bleak picture indeed of the Educational Setup of the place I was moving to - if here was the baseline brain of teachers, but hey, now I know how she felt. May be she was a prophet who foresaw Corona Virus. May be she had X Ray vision that scanned my brain before I realized I was sick. Or may be she was just a jerk - most likely scenario! Any way, she was interesting, which is better than an uninteresting jerk. And now I see all the other hypochondriacs everywhere stoking xenophobia because of a virus that is killing other people more and I remember that brilliantly intolerant so-called teacher.

If people are dying by the thousands, we do not need to call them names on top of their misery. There are bigger casualties from the flu, and measles that people are refusing to vaccinate their children against. Live and let live, or let die in peace! At least the prospect of dying should make us see the common humanity in us all! But then,


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