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Ajanta Basu

Abstract


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Ajanta Basu

Abstract


My Quarantine Diary

My Quarantine Diary

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Day 1


Monday 13th April, 2020 

11:30 PM


Dear Diary,


I just now have a conversation with my broken heart and we both realized that he kept his hostility hidden behind a friendly facade or maybe, I and my heart have never recognized him or his true nature. Was it unrequited love? Does true love really exist? 


Time flies so fast. It was February 14, Valentine’s day, last year when we met in the lift at the apartment block but neither of us dared to talk to each other. We just caught each other's eye and that’s it. It started with a friend request.


And now today we are almost on the verge of a looming dark ending of our relationship.

Though we did not break up officially yet. I really doubt whether I should call it ‘officially’ as we always kept our love story as the dark secret. As he never wants to disclose it to his friends. I agreed at that point as, after a few dates, I was determined that he would be the true love of my life. 


And today when it's the 29th day of lock-down in Belgium, probably this is one of the worst days I am seeing in my life when my life condition is too low to converse compassionately with my flatmates. These girls might also think about how rude I have become in the middle of a crisis.


The virus, which has already put the entire world on lock-down, reached Belgium at the start of March. Though the nightlife in Brussels is relaxed and slightly quieter than other European cities but now when I take a look from my window to the empty city roads, it seems that it has also doomed to gloominess like me as if we both are crying on each other’s shoulders.


I am not an atheist and hence I want to pray to the supernatural power of this universe that this phase should get over soon. 


Well, I am feeling very tired and off to bed now!!


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