Stories Of My Life

        Yes. I had a Journal when I was around 15. Well it lasted for less than 4 days. Not that I stopped writing. Only that my sister tore it up into pieces and it was in the garbage the next morning. When I asked her, she told mom asked her to do it. I wasn't shocked honestly.        How many people have told you to start a Journal? Too many right? Or Nobody? I didn't know why people used to keep Journals. Is it so hard to remember what you ate today morning , after 20 years? It's not. It's freaking easy. So why do we need Journals. I remember I used to think that I will, for sure remember what I'm feeling right now as I'm walking down the road next to my crush. I don't have to write it down. I feel funny and I'm gonna remember it forever.         But I don't think I remember it today or maybe even the day after that, about what I exactly felt. I even forgot who that person is. I'm not saying that that was the defining moment that led me to st

              I know I haven't written in almost a month, but due this lock-down everyday is same as the one before. There is no change and hence nothing to write about. I've been spending lots of time studying and streaming movies like everybody else. Actually I just finished watching a movie right now and that is kind of what prompted me to write this post.      Have you ever seen a movie where the protagonist is a huge mess but someone comes along and it'll all get better in less than half an hour? How can you have not. It's basically a sub-plot in every movie ever made. I've seen more than my share of movies and this was always the sad after thought. I mean, will my life be a mess till I find someone too? Until then what? Give up?       That sounds too sad, I know. But it also made me think if, all it took was noticing the mess in our life and trying to make things straight, why haven't we already done it. It means I could have lived the life I wanted, the m