Our corona diary.

[Text and photo by Misbah Ul Ain]

I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see myself standing on the beach of a faraway island. And from there I want to fly and come back to the world. But I can’t fly. I’m hopeless and helpless there. Alone and depressed.

I lay down on the sand and started thinking what’s going on with the world? Why can’t we meet each other? Why I’m alone? Why everyone is alone? What will happen next? I’m unable to find any hope around.

Then suddenly there appears a shape, I focused, he is my favourite writer, Ernest Hemingway. He said “Hope is never so lost that it can’t be found.”

I realised he is right. I’m hopeful now.

“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.