STANDING AT THE DOORSTEP

The Covid warriors - Mankind and Nation before loved ones and self

Standing at the doorstep ....

As I stepped out of the elevator and rang the doorbell

I resonate with the rustle of two cute feet running towards me that I can surely tell

The door opens, my joyful eyes catch the glimpse of the cutie pie

But hold!! I can’t take her in my lap now, my heart sets on to cry

Returning home after a long tiring day, always yearning for huge warm hugs

To revive the mind from the hospital, the procedures and the drugs

But I cannot be close to her now, must stay away as much as I can

‘Pls wait don’t come near me’ and for quick self-sanitization, I ran

Oh God, I plead, why such trying time after all…?

Why can’t I enjoy my fatherhood and cuddle my baby doll?

Slowly my senses come back, as I take a closer look

Praying for the strength to follow on the Hippocratic oath I took

I am a medical practitioner, have to take on this fight

With full dedication, commitment and absolute might

Tears keep rolling down, vainly trying to hold them back

Slowly stepping into my bedroom as I start to unpack

Time to take rest now, get prepared for tomorrow again

To reach out and serve the lives, treat them, relieve their pain

This will also pass soon; as we all are brave and tough,

Together we will win and ‘Mankind will have the last laugh.