Our corona diary.

[Text and photo by Humaira Haroon]

I close my eyes in self-isolation from corona… and I see the nine coffee cups I own.

It starts by my hand tracing a hardback, my friend’s conspiracy of Shakespeare being a farce. Multitude of bells ringing in the background as I take my exit.

I don’t know how credible any of it is. Or anything. The earth has grown destitute with unsourced credibility.
But our emotions remain.
I am angry so I buy two Shakespearean novels, same day.
I see two cups in the next frame. One with an owl, the other, a peacock.
I know what I am. I buy the peacock.

Nine lives they say. And yet, each one of it is taken on a whim.

“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.