"Who can think of kissing a stranger, jumping on to a bus or sending their child to school without feeling real fear? Who can think of ordinary pleasure and not assess its risk? Who among us is not a quack epidemiologist, virologist, statistician and prophet? Which scientist or doctor is not secretly praying for a miracle? Which priest is not — secretly, at least — submitting to science?" – Arundhati Roy
Sometime in February, the world as we know it shudders to a stop. For the most part, there had been a long, protracted forewarning: what had been killing people by the hundreds in Wuhan, would take root elsewhere in the world. Come 30 January 2020, there are more than 7 000 cases reported in China and 170 deaths. By 2 February 2020, the virus has made a complete mockery of borders, and cases are now being reported in Russia, Philippines, Sweden, Germany and Vietnam. By the end of April, there have been more than three million cases, more than two hundred thousand deaths and the virus that invents new ways to confound the brightest scientific minds is set to continue claiming more lives. The road has been long and deadly. But most still can’t help but feel we fell asleep one night and woke up having inherited a new world.