Diary

My diary , covered with a red paper. Those beautiful flowers are made over it. Along with this, some art work are there. This is how my diary look from outside. I made this around 2013 and named it as "Tweety". 

Over the years , it had been a great part of me. From writing best friend's name to writing about my personal goal , it has everything. Someone wants to know my favourite moments till now , read it . Lots of stories are kept their. 

I remember I wrote my first story on December 25th. I wrote about the year 2013 and how I met new people and how my life is going. Starting with this , I almost changed the data written in my diary. 

From simple stories about day to day life , I started writing their only about my favourite moments and people. That diary has so many secrets. From writing about my favourite shows and colors to writing about my favourite time. Things changed.

I remember meeting my best friend , Praneeta on 2nd January, 2016. And she gave me those beautiful red roses which are now kept between the pages. Telling everyone about my best friend. 

Last year , I wrote about how my brother surprised me on my birthday. How much happy I was after meeting him. And how come the picture clicked that day became my favourite. I really wish I meet Tom on my birthday. This was the wish I wrote last year.  Ahh, my birthday wishes are always weird !! Look at the last year only , I really wished to meet my brother that time.

I remember writing poems in that diary. They were not composed by me. But instead I read them and loved them alot. I remember writing a short poem on , "wall painted blue". That's still my favourite poem.

 I like Hindi poetries alot. One of my favourite poet, Sumitranandan Pant poems are written there. 

I remember pasting my childhood photos in that diary along with cute caption . Keeping that star batch their was a bliss! My house photos and those invitations are still kept there. 

I took that diary to everywhere where I go. I don't take it occasionally but surely on a long journey. I was kid back then , when started decorating it. But now seeing this after year , makes me happy.

 It's so relaxing to see my childhood photos and read memories their. Sometimes , I couldn't write anything in the diary for months but then around the end of year I always wrote some beautiful paragraphs to cover up whole year'sstory in few pages. 

What people typically think of writing diary is totally different from my point of view. I just like writing and pasting/keeping all important memories their.  It's around so many years now but whenever I read them , I am filled with joy. Life become interesting in one moment . 

Whether it's my diary or my blog , they both have become my best friend. I share so many things with them. And they always keeps my secret .  It's fun writing my memories over there. And after years they'll make me smile again by reading them. 

Thank you :)