Last week was a bit unreliable. I felt this would be probably the guest for a few days, but now many days have passed and the panic is growing even more among the people. I silently laugh when I meditate my neighbors conversation, though it is difficult to find jest in their talk. Some of them says they are relieved because of this quarantine- they are kind of introverts where some of them says, obliquely, they feel bad as they are kind of nomadic as they like to hang out with people, speaking of which I heard this exclusive of how a religious union has become a major reason for spreading this epidemic in the country. Some people adopted this change in this one week while some people are still inattentive in taking precautions. When I look towards the distant road, it seems that some people are still walking without masks on their mouths or not even taking care of the distance while talking to others. Looking all the people around myself, sometimes I ask myself if I have changed something in myself or on which side I am in these two types of people. There are many things that need to be focused on but every line is now ending in the same name. Day 8 begins. April begins. Summer begins. Used-to-ness to lockdown begins. March ends. Spring ends. The hustle and bustle of the chase ends. A week of lockdown ends. 2 more to go. Or maybe many more. Describe your #day8lockdown in today's #lockdowndiary. #mylockdownweekdiary #YourQuoteAndMine #yqbaba Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
