This sense of unity was juxtaposed by a historic religious divide that had been quietly growing: the Hindu-Muslim divide. During the first stage of lockdown, an Islamic seminary was held in New Delhi, in which a large number of individuals gathered. It immediately triggered a wave of hatred in the form of physical assaults, exclusion, and offensive social media activity as Hindus, the dominating religion, blamed Muslims for the exponential growth of cases.

It was March 8th, 2019.  It seemed like any other typical Thursday afternoon- as normal as they got in Venezuela; and although the country's political situation has been chaotic since the start of the Chavez regime, the tension had only increased exponentially since January. When the clock struck 5 in the afternoon, the whole nation plunged into darkness- disturbing the life of 31 million Venezuelans who had no idea about the hardships they were yet to face.

I will confess: being Venezuelan is exhausting. It is difficult to say goodbye to friends and family members who are leaving Venezuela forever. Yes, there is corruption, instability, a terrible government, a lack of food and basic resources, and constant blackouts, but I am proud to be Venezuelan. But you should remember all the great things that make Venezuela incredible.

Mexico and Venezuela. Different in culture, yet so similar in politics. Up until 2018, I lived in Venezuela my whole life. My family decided to move to Mexico City from Caracas due to Nicolas Maduro’s dictatorial rule. That same year, Lopez Obrador was elected to be Mexico’s president. Mexico’s Obrador is now following the steps of Venezuela Maduro’s. The former is slowly letting Mexico fall into a similar crisis as the latter.