Dear I Always Remember You (DIARY)

I don't want to offend you "My Page" but there is a huge difference in writing with pen and paper than typing here for the posts. I am not saying I don't enjoy doing this but the charm of writing on a page, a real one can never be replaced by updating posts here.

I remember when I used to rush to my room to my diary and write something whenever something used to come up in my mind and then I would write (or at least try to) so fast that by mistake I would skip some words cause I would have been thinking faster than I could write... 

It was fun...

I also remember reading books (well I still do read them, but nowadays pdf's have taken up a lot of space than books) it was a world of my own... When I would get indulged into a book and I did not care what's going on around me... No doubt pdf's are easier to keep carry (and cheaper 😜) and read, but the magic of having a book in your hand and reading from those fresh smelling pages can never be replicated by any electronic reading method...

I used to always carry my diary with me... Even if I am going somewhere for 2 days... I might end up not writing at all in it. But it was comforting for me to have it by my side... "What if I have a thought and I don't have my diary to write in...!! What if I need to share some experience and my diary is no where to be found in the vicinity...!!"

I was so in love with my diary and now with the advent of android phone I have these notes keeping apps that help me to write (type and save) anything, anytime and anywhere. And my diary stays at home (not always)... 

This post of mine is to say sorry to my diary... I miss you the same as you must be and I still love you 😘... Even though for sake of convenience I do not carry you very often but I still crave for writing in you... And no app or blog can replicate the joy I have in writing in you...