Kalki against Covid-19

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Is it the end of "Kalyuga"?


We don't know yet, but if it is all we can do is wait for the Kalki to come and save us from all the misery and distraught.

                                                                                        Kalki with it's white horse


As said by the purans and the holy Bhagwadgita, when the end of  Kalyuga is near, hanging like a sword on our necks, the eleventh Avatar of Vishnu - Kalki, will come to earth to fight for us.

Today, against all the misery the doctors have been a great help to the people. Clapping and banging utensils at five and lighting diyas has become a way of  thanking and supporting them. But i guess it is our own way to call the Kalki.

Maybe it's not the Kalki as the eleventh Avatar of Vishnu, maybe its the doctors as our Kalki, who will save us from this Covid-19.

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