Monday 13th September 2021
Life seems to have lost its meaning. There is nothing to hope for except to be free again. The writing has also felt meaningless in this situation. We are in a lock down situation - Again. It has become so fruitless being in the house for the rest of the day, and the next day, the next day... It seems to be taking forever. The only thing one could do is to sit in front of the laptop and be in an online class, either as a student or as a teacher. I have started a cross stich project that I had kept aside for a while. Seeing it getting completed day by day made me hopeful. I promised myself a gift after completing it and that actually had helped me keep focus. Now all I want is to complete it as soon as possible and get the gift. This hope has made my life a bit easier but still I longed for a long way out in the moonlight, with a book and a warm coffee to make me company. ...
