Welcome Anti-Covid-19 Vaccines

 

 

Welcome Anti-Covid-19 Vaccines

It is an auspicious Saturday (Jan 16, 2021) in so far as the two Indian vaccines Covishield  and Covaxin have been put into use as the first effective measure for the prevention of Covid-19 infection.

 The virus which emerged about one year ago and gripped the whole world is still terrific.  Lots of human beings are still falling a prey to it. At  the same time the inventive efforts of the medical scientists and  researchers have been equally tireless and some countries including India have succeeding in producing vaccines which are believed to be considerably effective.

Hats off to all the world medicos who are striving day and night to defeat  Covid-19 and liberate mankind from its  deadly clutches.

The exact impact of the vaccines introduced till today will take sometime to reflect itself.  However, it is normal to bring out their revised and improved versions after getting the feedback, and make them 100%  safe and effective both as a preventive and curative measure.

While we thank the medical fraternity nationally as well as  globally, let us also extend our thanks to God Almighty without whose infallible blessings nothing moves in this world.

We live on a planet of opposites , namely, of night and day, pain and pleasure, health and sickness.  Likewise, the most important opposites --- life and death.

Whenever anti-life foes attack this world, LIFE FORCE does not take too long to use its weapons to defeat them and give mankind a time of good health, peace and prosperity. However, it is through the struggle of  human beings that LIFE FORCE acts and ensures that their struggle should not fail.

Before I conclude, let me reproduce here a deeply optimistic poem by the English poet Arthur Hugh Clough (1819-1861) for your delight and instruction:

 

 

 

 

Say Not the Struggle Naught Availeth

Say not the struggle naught not availeth,

The labour and the wounds are vain,

 

The enemy faints not, nor faileth,

And as things have been they remain.

 

If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;

It may be, in yon smoke conceal’d,

Your comrades chase e’en now the fliers

And, but for you, possess the field.

 

For while the tired waves, vainly breaking,

Seem here no painful inch to gain,

Far back, through creeks and inlets making,

Comes silent, flooding in, the main.

 

And not by eastern windows only,

When daylight comes, comes in the light;

In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly!

But westward, look, the land is bright.

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16^th January 2021                                                                          G. R. Kanwal