City Series – Charvi Kain in Bombay, We the Isolationists (119th Corona Diary)
Our corona diary.
[Text and photo by Charvi Kain]
I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see my great-grandmother nursing me in my sickness. Her translucent hands massaging my wrists as she looks at me intently, her peculiar bluish-grey eyes piercing through her bone-white ghunghat. She rubs dollops of warm ghee on my skin as I focus on the labyrinth of wrinkles on her hands, like the river-lines I trace in the country’s map in my school textbook. As she finishes with one wrist, she squeezes its core and declares to me the secret to curing my flu – keep the wrists warm and you shall be healthy. I open my eyes and reach for a jar of ghee, smiling at her hazy memory which is still looking after me in the times of Corona.
“We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world to share a brief diary starting with “I close my eyes in my self-isolation from Corona… and I see…” Not more than 100 words. With a horizontal-sized selfie, along with your city name… please mail to me at firstname.lastname@example.org.