When we were just short of rejoicing and declaring the end of the pandemic it has struck again and this time with far more ferocity. Did we take it lightly or as a poor country we had no other option, but to come out and face it? The point could be debated. Some say we almost brushed it aside while some experts are of the opinion that since more than sixty per cent of our populace earn and eat the same day there was no other way.However, one reason that no one can deny is our indiscipline.Yes, indiscipline did us in.We as a nation are not used to obey rules, perhaps a hangover from the colonial past. How can one otherwise explain our outburst when asked to wear masks by the authorities. The issue is not the mask – it is the feeling that someone is bossing over us that hurts us. We are perhaps the only ones who actually challenged the virus; be it at the Kumbh or at the election rallies or at the Farmers’ protests or in the local bazaars or even at the bustling eateries.And now with a bruised ego, the virus seems to have vengeance on its mind.Doctors in this part of the world are considered to be Gods’ most trusted lieutenants and when you see them crying it wrenches your heart not only because it depicts the helplessness of the people we put our faith in, but because it somewhere also indicates that Gods could have probably given up on us.I hope and pray that is not the case. After all, we work so hard throughout the year to please them on some pretext or the other.Let us stick to basics, wear masks, wash/sanitise hands and obey what the authorities tell us. Even if it gives us a feeling of being subjugated, so be it. We have to realize where this indiscipline due to a false feeling of superiority has landed us and analyse whether we really deserve to be where we are today.