Blogathon- Count Down # 13
I have started writing diary from
my school days, and it has become a routine from 2003. My Diary- my best friend
was with me in all my happiness, my sorrows, my excitements, my ambitions, my
foolish thoughts, my unnecessary worries... and in everything related to me. It
was to her, I can open up myself completely. Even though I have many friends, I
couldn’t feel free to talk everything about me. She was my close friend, my
valuable possession. She always kept everything secret, unless I want to
reveal. She had enjoyed my small- small victories with me. When I was feeling
low, she was there to hold my hands. When I was complaining about anything, she
used to hear everything silently. If I were crying, she also cries with me,
making me laugh myself.[ sounds crazy?].
When I found my love, her
responsibilities also got increased. Every emotion of mine got doubled. Let it
be happiness, craziness, sorrows (whenever we had a fight or something)
anything.. But, she was okay with all that. She accepted all that changes with
all her heart. And keep on being with me giving extra support. With passing of
each year, I used to give her a new look also. From the last year when my
project started, I became more lazy about sharing my thoughts and feelings with
her. I made the excuse that, ‘I am so busy’ and stressed with my works, and
only shared the plans of next day. Only the ‘To do’ lists. I think, she may
have felt so bad about this. And you know what, I am such a selfish that, I
used to reach her, when I feel a bit down, and nobody else to share. This year
too, she is being avoided by me. I regret.. Nowadays, I don’t even see her regularly.
I have started pouring some of my feelings to my blog. And she became more and
more neglected.
I really feel sorry for her. Last night,
I have opened my ‘treasure box’[will detail it later], and taken all my diaries
out. They reflect ‘me’.. my growth..mental and spiritual growth. I really want
to go through all those in one sitting. But, it was not an easy task really. I
have gone through the oldest one, and wondered how much I got changed now from
then..! That brought me back some old memories [sweet and sour, good and bad].
I really got changed a lot. I was feeling a bit sleepy and stopped at finishing
the first one.
On bed, I was thinking about the
changes I had. I have found that all the changes are not fair. I mean, there
are good changes as well as bad changes. I need to rectify it. I need to get
back myself.
I have again started to talk to her.
J.
Me happy.. J so as she JJ
No comments:
Post a Comment
Feel free to comment here..