In the short run it doesn't matter because if people don't get a way to get cooler(either moving to a cooler area or finding ice or electricity and air conditioning) they are dead either way in heat waves with this much heat with humidity in India right now.
So, it is either migrate or die for some people. It is find ice or air conditioning for others but without one or the other in heat at 123.8 degrees or anything above 115 degrees Fahrenheit without a way to get cool in high humidity is just going to kill people and that's all. If you have ever had heat prostration(I have) most of the time you either slowly or quickly pass out and if there is no one to care for you, you die if you aren't moved out of the sun and they find a way to cool you down quick enough. Luckily, if this happened to me I was with other people who could save me. And any time this happened to me I was between 9 and 30 years of age. After that, I was smart enough to avoid a situation dangerous enough to make me pass out from the heat.
In the long run, it is important that we decide if this is human caused Global Warming or if this is a Polar shift which takes around 10,000 years often or if this is a Geomagnetic Excursion which usually takes around 1000 years. Or if this is a combination of factors at present. Either the jury is out still with scientists regarding polar shifts and excursions or the governments of the world don't want the answer to be known yet or at all.
But, in the short run it is either migrate or die for people in these temperatures or go find some ice or air conditioning before you die.
The first time this happened to me I was about 10 years old and miles from home building a treehouse with friends on a place called G Hill where I lived that was in a huge Eucalyptus tree with views 20 to 25 miles in most directions then. And I was working too hard in the heat and everything turned yellow looking like when you take a yellow filter and put it on a camera like that.
So, I was panicked and ran down the hill to my bicycle and rode miles home as fast as I could. But, this likely saved me because I didn't know what was wrong with me. As I rode my bike home as fast as it could drive (there were no cell phones in the 1950s) the air flying by me cooled me down so I didn't pass out or die then. And then I had a headache from the heat for about 2 or 3 days and I stayed in bed to recuperate because my parents realized they almost lost me. So, actually riding my bicycle home saved my life even though I had no idea what was wrong with me at the time. It was likely somewhere between 110 and 115 degrees Fahrenheit that day in Glendale around 1958.
Otherwise, if you don't find some way to cool down it's just all over.
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