Dear diary,

I looked through the glass

The fishes were swimming here and there,

Black, white, orange and red,

Colors colored my soul.

Lockdown led to perceive the usual things

In a different way;

Fishes were there a few years back,

But, colored my soul today.

Through the transparent glass

Saw the beauty of their moving;

Taught me to be transparent in heart

To diffuse the faithfulness.

Let your love to be transparent

Then you can win life;

Am I right, dear diary?

Yes, we can win life.

Learned to look at life differently;

To be faithful and trustful

To win the life with transparency,

With new lesson, bidding bye dear diary.