Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Indrani Dasgupta] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see an altered pace of a world that was just until the other day a haven for relentless pursuit of personal gains. I see the battery inflicted by the nature and the fitting response of mankind, unified in the search of a cure. A pursuit is still around, but the pace of that race is defined by a search for a common good. I see a vaccine, forcing abdication of the 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...”

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Poushali Chakraborty] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see things which ‘were’ so close but yet so far ‘now’. But there again I see myself living a life which remains a dream for many otherwise. I see my dream vacay with my aging parents gradually biting the dust. Yet grateful for getting to spend such time with my precious ones. I see my career goals leaving the driver’s seat. Yet thankful enough for a roof above and enough food to eat. I see myself finally, living the essence, they call LIFE. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world to share a brief diary starting with “I close my eyes

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Manami Chakravorty] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see things which could have been happening right now. This could have been a candle light dinner, or maybe World War 3. I could have been an office-goer on a crowded bus. This could have been a Geography class with five students still confused between longitude and latitude. We could have been two birds, side by side, on an electric wire, trying to figure out why the third one died, unaware of physics, chemistry and biology. We could have been the vapour from the roadside tea stall, free and directionless. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Kamna] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see myself as a conceptual thinker who learn the concepts that are presented but also want to know the related concepts that may not have been included. As a photographer who always try to capture the reflection of life and evoke the certain thoughts through the captions. The college library where the books used to say " Ssshhh.. Keep quit and I want you to concentrate on me 🤓, and the day end with positive vibes. I see myself sitting under the blue sky which is surrounded by the cotton balls and morning sunshine that bright up the faded college memories, Waiting in the queue for

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Tanvi Akhauri] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see the Dilli of my dreams that once was, caught in the time snag of olden days I never lived, only read of, but is now no more. Its bustling bazaars and dilapidated havelis seem like homes I knew in another life where spiced winds blew through choked galis to carry the secrets of their Hindustani chatter away to lands unknown. Perhaps this city of my dreams still breathes somewhere, lying forgotten in a concealed lane of my beloved Purani Dilli, its beating heart nostalgic for my return. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world to share a

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Anandi Mishra] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see a green-blue sea stretch out. I take baby steps into the waterscape. But the water with its violent force gushes up my nostrils, entering my eyes, wading in thick streams through my ears. I allow it to flood my senses till my feet are up and I am floating in it. My body is one with the water that envelopes it. Consumed, I open my eyes and feel a stoic, unflinching swathe of air descend from the ceiling fan. I close my eyes again. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world to share a brief diary starting with

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Sneh Sahani] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see my friends... jumping and giggling around the table snatching fries from each others' hands and passing around half finished drinks. The other people in the cafe give us side eyes, annoyed from our loudness but somewhere inside intrigued by the youth spurting from our hearts. Sakshi and I speak the same thing so we act surprised and give each other a bear hug, when her voice suddenly breaks my thoughts and I open my eyes to the ended video recording. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world to share a brief diary starting with “I close my eyes in

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Akshita Sharma] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see the loneliness surging inside me. As I closed my eyes in the early days of lockdown, I've felt the presence of two viruses--one was corona, obviously and the other one was anxiety. For me, unburdening myself from negativity was not easy. I wrote pages and pages and pages with the ink of despair but was not able to explain the void I was feeling. Still loaded with many thoughts, I close and open my eyes daily with the hope that one day I'll meet humans again and then I'll forget about me and my negativity. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Ankita Khanna] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see a kinder world. A world where we care--about each other and about the planet. A world with fewer platitudes and more heartfelt, naked emotion. A world where there are more hands pulling us up than tugging us down. A world where equality is lived and embodied in every step and glance, and doesn’t have to be constantly strived for. A world where we don’t need a virus to remind us to get our act together. A world with less ‘me’ and more ‘we’. “We the Isolationists” series urges folks from any part of the world to share a brief diary starting with “I

Our corona diary. [Text and photo by Astha Vaibhavi] I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona and I see myself completing those last 3 months of my college life. I see myself completing those series of selfies that we started taking just when 100 days were left for the college to over. I see myself re-planning all those plans that I know now will never be successful. All those class bunks, sitting sessions at the canteen and endless number of talks. I see myself getting confused on what to wear to the college in order to impress someone...after all the college romance had just begun. I see myself living all those moments where I am the happiest and around the the most