Once I was buying some stuff at a shop and the shopkeeper was using torn pages from a notebook to wrap the items he was selling. Along with that notebook, he had some other notebooks as well, but I was attracted to a notebook, which was written in very good handwriting, although its pages were in tattered condition.

I asked the shopkeeper from where he got it. He replied, “From a scrap seller.” On my request, he readily agreed to give it to me for free.

This notebook was nothing but a personal diary, a treasure trove of someone’s memories. It was anonymous and had no name or address on it, but every word was relatable to me.

I wondered how much time, effort, and above all emotions would have been put in by the owner of this diary, which has now become junk for the very world he loved. I also wonder about the family for which he spent his whole life, selling his lifetime’s treasure as junk.

After reading it, I could have easily guessed that the diary was written by a man, and so I could relate to his point of view, but looking back now, I find that feelings have no gender. It simply flows from heart to eyes or to words- spoken or written.

All diaries look alike carrying similar feelingsβ€”inner and invisible, though there may also be some specific tales to tell. I have maintained not one, but many diaries, and I believe that every person of my age must have written a diary at some point or the other.

Now the mobile phone has subsumed everything right from accounting to planning, feelings, milk, newspapers, address, numbers etc.

There was a time when we used to write a diary secretly, and if someone read it, we used to feel bad. Now people write openly in social media and if no one reads and responds, then we feel bad.

Speaking of that diary, I used to keep it with my books, but during one of my many transfers, I lost it. Packers may have used it as a packing material. What is important to me may not necessarily be of the same importance to others. I don’t know whether my diaries will also end up in a junk shop one day.

Anyway now-a-days people like to keep scrap books instead of old fashioned diaries.

–Kaushal Kishore


    1. I agree what you say, Isha. I’m happy that you have started writing diary. This is a very good habit to jot down important activities and feelings to reflect in a systematic manner. Please keep it up!

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  1. Your today’s thoughts, Kaushal, are beautifully written and heartfelt. The assertion about
    feelings, whether spoken or written – simply flowing from heart to eyes to words, come from a born writer and beg to be memorized. Thank you!


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  2. “There was a time when we used to write a diary secretly, and if someone read it, we used to feel bad. Now people write openly in social media and if no one reads and responds, then we feel bad.” It’s so true. Privacy has really shifted. πŸ’• Great post, dear KK.πŸ’•

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  3. This post stirs memories of childhood diaries that could be locked to keep them private, away from your little sister’s prying eyes. πŸ™‚

    About five years ago, I used a journal to document my ketogenic diet. I recorded exercise, weight and blood pressure, as well as what I ate and how I was feeling. It was helpful in losing weight and putting diabetes into remission. I was able to get off the diabetes medication I had been on for seven years. I had a mild heart attack in 2007 and have two stents in my heart, but my heart disease has been stable for many years.

    Thank you, KK, for sharing your story about the diary you found in a junk shop. How poignant to think that maybe it was found after the owner’s demise and discarded for anyone to see! ❀ All the best!

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    1. The pathetic thing with diary was that the family members of writer didn’t bother to see what they were selling as junk, and may be, they were not at all interested.

      But I’m happy for you about your health. It’s must be your willpower that you have done away with diabetes medication. And yes, when you start writing, it gives a clear view where we stand. Thank you, Cheryl for sharing your real life experience.
      I wish and pray that you always remain in pink of health. πŸ˜ŠπŸ’πŸ’–πŸ™

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  4. This is a thought provoking post KK
    I used to have a daily journal. I think that we will regret not having diaries and letters to give us history in the future. The social media will have vanished into the great ether.

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    1. I’m surprised to see dr people taking printout of what thay had written on social media. A duplication but sans that excitement of diary. Thank you, Anne for agreeing and sharing your thoughts.

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  5. I believe all of us who are aspiring writers journal, or at least we should. I have a couple different ones in the house that I journal for different things. There’s a site I’ve been using for over 10 years called 750 words. I use that as a sort of “dear diary,” mostly to keep me honest with myself. NIce story, KK. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. I’m glad that you shared your own experience to maintain a diary. That’s really a great way to preserve what you feel honestly. Nobody can lie to himself or herself, but it certainly acts as a good reminder what we had done and whether we had erred, and if so, what should be the course correction. Thanks so much again!

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  6. You have a point there. In the past, people used to keep the contents of their diary a secret, and for someone to read it without permission was a violation of their trust. Now, we bare our very soul to a faceless and nameless audience. Why that is I don’t know. All I know is I’m not complaining. To be able to write your thoughts and share them with others is a pleasure and a privilege. Thanks for an enlightening post.

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    1. This is probably due to change in mindset. PDA is the order of the day. We post the whole album of a trip on Instagram. We wish to make others know what great things we are doing. Just see the difference in the nature of posts in Facebook and WhatsApp. I don’t have any problem either, I’m just talking of change that’s inevitable with passage of time. Thank you for sharing your beautiful reflections!

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  7. So heartfelt story it is πŸ‘Œβ€οΈ Probably ur dairy is here which I got from a junk dealer one day πŸ™‚but this diary is full of someone emotion πŸ˜” Based on A writter bitter experience and ….

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    1. Hahaha, I’m sure, my diary will not end up with a junk shop till my lifetime. After that who bothers! Thank you, Lily for your interesting comment πŸ˜ŠπŸ€—πŸ’–


  8. When I was a teenager, I had a diary with a lock which was all the rage back then. It had a lock for a reason; to keep our private thoughts private. Someone in my family found my diary under my pillow and picked the lock with a hairpin. Of course being only 14 years old, there was nothing horrible in it but this person had to know because it was locked which made it all the more intriguing. I was devastated, embarrassed that my silly personal thoughts and dreams were made know. But were they really silly? Of course not! They were priceless to me and now everyone knew. Today there is very little that is held sacrosanct and the more shocking the better. Sometimes I wish we could go back to simpler times but even then we’d find something to complain about. Thank you for sharing this beautiful story, KK, and for opening the once locked doors to my memories. πŸ”

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    1. You’re right, Nancy! I can very well understand the feelings a teenager of 14 would have when someone gets access to your personal diary. That’s the feeling one had at that time, as we couldn’t express it openly. We felt exposed. Those days were simpler, but more real, I think. There is nothing perfect in this world, Nancy, whether it’s a physical diary or digital one. Both has pros and cons. Thank you for sharing your beautiful reflections πŸ˜ŠπŸ’

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  9. Love this KK! I’m now going to start creating a journal for my granddaughter after we hang out! I have a photo album capturing priceless memories of our Sunday dinners but will be adding a journal as well.❀️

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  10. Good post! I’ve been keeping a diary for years and was planning on leaving them to my daughter who is also a writer and a creative. I guess we always hope that people will find value in our thoughts, but at the end of the day, journaling is probably mostly a benefit to those of us who have many thoughts to sort out, and if someone should happen to take an interest in that after we’re gone than bonus. My hope is that my grandchildren and great grandchildren would want to know who their grandfather was, as I have often been curious about mine.

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    1. That’s a great thought , Bob, and I really appreciate it. You’re right that journaling primarily helps the writer, but I loved your point of bonus. Let your hope get fulfilled. My good wishes! Thanks for sharing such a beautiful reflection!


  11. I do have a diary; I believe it’s locked up somewhere in my cerebrum 😌
    Some tids and bits from it flow out on paper sometimes, but for the most part, I have it all locked inside. I think it’s better that way; intensifies everything that much more and makes me feel much more than I probably should. But, then again, there’s no cap to how much you feel, right? πŸ˜…

    This was such a relatable piece. Simply beautiful!

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    1. I love your interesting observation, Shruti. If you’re so confident of your cerebral power, you must keep it safe there. But have you ever felt happiness after reading your own thoughts published somewhere either in college magazine or newspaper? I’m glad you found the piece relatable. Thank you 😊

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      1. I publish my books so I am somewhat aware of this feeling. Still, I have a lot to learn in this life, and I will. What I can talk about, I have already shared with the world, and will continue to do so. However, some things I believe would be better if I take them to the grave, so up in my brain they sit; collecting dust. Thank you for your kind opinion πŸ™

        Best wishes of the day to you! 😊

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      2. Thank you. I’m so happy for you, Shruti that you think in this way. But I concur with what you have said. It’s true with so many people. You have a long way to go. Stay blessed, always 😊

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