Writing in a diary

Blank pages stare at me in the same fashion as an unfinished manuscript, half empty emotions waiting to be poured and undeclared love. Writing in a personal diary is a very therapeutic exercise to empty the cup like they say. The old age diary is taking an entire lifetime to be filled and I am just halfway through.  

First entry was penned in January 2010, the same time I bought the diary.  It’s been eight years from now and looking like a half-empty glass.  I’ve just finished Preeti Shenoy’s book, ‘Love a little Stronger’ where she speaks on the many wonders of the diary in capturing the soul and writing in the moment to not lose the flow gathering in the mind. I am a procrastinator and yet such a loyal friend asking to be loved talked to or spilling the secrets, emotional tribulations and thoughts that can’t be shared with the world. The diary is this friend.

Every friend is special. Keeping a diary in the digital age is a must, I strongly feel and there are many like-minded souls keeping one for companionship. But, what holds us from penning regularly, if not every day, but at least every week? Time to pull the socks and if you are a lazy bum like me pledge to keep a regular weekly time, preferably during the afternoon or the night to pour ink on paper.

Start by making a list of things you want to achieve in the next three months, friends you can rely on, opening the heart to plain strangers, making new friends, tackling emotional hurdles and shit or thankfulness happening in a day or great ways to kick the buck in penning words in the diary. The brain has so much of things to grapple with but once you skip, it can be quite tough a thing to reprocess which may not have the same spin in capturing those moments. Start writing Now and fill the heart with gratitude.