"There is hunger for ordinary bread and there is hunger for love, for kindness, for thoughtfulness; and this is the great poverty that makes people suffer so much" - Mother Teresa.
While I was writing this, I was thinking of so many of my friends & acquaintances. It stuck me also that I (& very likely you too) are no different in our hunger.
Cloistered indoors thanks to an invisible enemy, we humans all crave for all the things we miss. And there's no one to rail against. The virus doesn't really care how rich you are, what color your skin is, how good the healthcare system in your country is. (It doesn't seem to stop humans railing against each other though).
Regardless of the progress we humans have made, our poverty as Mother Teresa says, continues unabated. There are occasional pockets of love, of kindness, of thoughtfulness and they are the virus I hope spread faster than the contemporary one.
