Our corona diary.

[Text and photo by Gaurang]

I close my eyes in my self-isolation from corona… and I see what ‘I don’t want to live on the moon’ from Sesame Street really meant. A song that has always comforted me to be strong and kind enough to endure what we’ve built ourselves.

I see students from this little town who returned home making their way carefully through congested, contagious cities.

Distractions lying at home like a set of origami paper I forgot to give a purpose to, the world-map behind the door that edifies the vitality of a hope to travel again. They help me turn the missing parts of me that I left in another cities, turn into a recollection of memories of love, sunsets, cooking by myself and paying the rent.

“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.