Two weeks at home. Rediscovered the knacks, lost with the flow of time, suppressed in choosing a decisive style of life. An artist, Found the paintbrush hasn't dried enough, to portray the art. Heard the voice crooning after long, with same passion and warmth. Touched the guitar strings and tuning the jingle didn't seem anymore hard. Still danced graciously, on either classical, hip hop or jazz. A phase of life, Was endowed to us, In a crisis time, To teach as well as to learn. Day 14 is about to end. Two weeks. When was the last time you spent two weeks at home for most of the day? Reflect on time, on its transition. Write your #lockdowndiary for #day14lockdown #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
