Our corona diary.

[Text and photo by Prerna Kataria]

I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see myself in the cold-stone walls of a prison with doors wide open, reminding me of poet Rumi’s words, but this time not metaphorically, but in reality.

It gives me space for self-realisation, for witnessing the extreme images of humans haunting the nightmares of mother nature that has turned the world upside down, animals replacing humans, metaphors turning into history. And I wish I could turn back time and let the healing of nature happen without any suffering. But No! I forgot that everything comes with a trade-off. Gain one thing and lose another. That’s something no one can change.

Realising that all of this will remain an enigma to me, I continue pondering over how to balance my work, assignments, mental health and passion, all together under this quagmire of life and death.

“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 mayankaustensoofi@gmail.com.