Last year, the month of April introduced me to a new nightmare.
There was a lockdown outside. Hospitals were running out of beds. There were articles being written on how persons with disabilities, many of whom had comorbidities, were one of the most vulnerable groups in the pandemic era.
Along with age, disability and illness were identified as factors that could disproportionately affect the body when infected by the Coronavirus, with morbid consequences.
Do anything to prevent yourself from Covid, they said.
And we did.
We hid at home. Surrounded by the paranoia of touching things and being touched.
Living with disability and chronic illness, the pandemic brought new challenges in my life.
The idea of independence was challenged as I was alone, and struggled to even get groceries. But I somehow managed.
I cooked, I cleaned, I cried.
I tried to survive. And it took a toll on me.
'The world would get back to its feet once we have the vaccines', we were told. We sat and cheered the scientists, and became happy with every breakthrough.
One year down the line, we are still stuck at home. For persons with disabilities and chronic illness, the side effects of fear are taking a toll.
Fear of catching covid. Fear of other diseases. Fear of hospitals running out of beds. Fear of lockdowns being imposed again.
There are vaccines out there. My grandparents are eligible to get them. So are my parents.
Maybe we live in a different world where disabled persons are immune to everything, including indifference.
In America, vaccination is open to persons with disabilities and any form of illness, and their prioritization is recommended by the Centre for disease control (CDC).
So why is India, which has one of the leading vaccination programs against Covid leaving out persons with disabilities?
Not that the government wasn't informed about the necessity to vaccinate persons with disabilities on a priority. Appeals were made by disability rights organizations for the same.
But all these appeals and letters remain unanswered. We would have to wait; we were told through silence.
A year later, come April, we are in the midst of a second wave of Covid, stronger than the first. The rate of infection is the highest it has been throughout the pandemic.
And persons with disabilities are still unprotected. Still unable to go out. And it's not only them who have to live in fear, but their parents, relatives, house helps, friends. It's a fear that everyone has to partake in.
Studies suggest that persons with intellectual disabilities are at a very high risk of getting infected because they might be able to comply with precautionary measures like masking and social distancing.
They, along with their caregivers are one of the most vulnerable groups and should have been vaccinated with some urgency.
They are expected to do care work along with the pressures of work from home, which has certainly taken a toll on them.
Things don't make much sense anymore. Are young disabled people not considered valuable to society? Don't they have to go out, work, have a social life, lead an independent life.
In day-to-day life, most disabled people have to face many odds.
The way we have been left out is a clear indication of how the government perceives us. We are expected to stay home, dependent on others, mainly our family and friends for our everyday needs, with no sense of individuality or community.
We are not treated as individual human beings, as fully formed individuals but just an abstract idea to inspire people. Or to be used as examples for Karmic equivalence. Divyangs, in the true sense of the word.
Abhishek Anicca is a writer, poet and researcher. He identifies as a person with disability and chronic illness.
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