Dear Diary,
I have been meaning to write you this letter since a long long time..Umm ok not so long maybe..but yeah since a couple of weeks definitely... I wanted to pour out my heart and tell you how much you were missed...
You were missed on all those days I felt supreme joy and did not know how to vent it out except by dancing alone or calling up family and acting speechless...
I missed you on days I was down with dejection... Not knowing how to express the angst...who to share it with...and how to verbalize the flux of emotions...I feared no one understood me... And all that is because I had forgotten how to express things with perfection..without an iota of confusion...
Yes my dear diary..I missed you on all those times...sorely... You were the only one who listened to me without judgment..Who let me feel the way I did...You did not consider anything trivial..or unimportant...You let me be! And I would go on an on...share with you everything..
You were with me in the form of a little diary when I was young.. I remember guarding you like a precious possession from all those hawking eyes :) I made sure that you slept under my pillow safely..
When I grew up, I learnt to share you with the rest of the world...I published you on the internet, for everyone to go through...
Yes that was a big step..for I was letting a very personal part of my life find a life of its own.. Did I have any pangs of separation ? ... I did..but then I had to let you go... I felt great on letting you go and learnt to share you with others very well...
You grew..and matured... At times I used to feel very proud of you... But then I dont know when and how, but I slowly started losing you...
I got busy..and pretended to be too busy to spend any time with you... I would visit you once in a while... Look at you and maybe talk to you.. But gradually other things became more important to me...and I almost lost you... During this time I thought I had 'figured' everything out...I did not need you to talk to or understand me...
Only one thing I did not realize..and that was how all the pent up thoughts which could not find a way out were building up inside of me...I ignored it... I thought I was perfect...
and BOOM... One fine day on one of those days..I come face to face with you again...I looked at you and realized..how much I had missed you...I realized..how much I missed talking to you...how much I have not been me without you... I want to be friends with you again....and I mean it...I want to talk to you again...and I really mean it... I need to discover me again...and I so mean it... Please lets be friends again :)
Love,
Ecolectrik
1 comment:
very well written!
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