Diaries of Diaries - Return to India - Part 3
Diaries of diaries
nenu vasthanani vachaka chusi chepthanani evi padeyakunda ala unchindi Amma… she saved all my childhood souvenirs carefully all these years, stuff so antique that some of it dates back to the early nineteen nineties. Wow! From my pre-teen years.
It is even more amazing that mom managed to save all those treasures all these years impeccably. So sweet of her. Of course she has always been a sweetheart and continues to amaze me :)with her sweetness.
naa chinnapati books, eppativo dresses, naaku vachina gifts, my first teddy, all my report cards from class LKG to 10th and Inter 1st and 2nd year’s too, text books, notes, record books, greeting cards from my friends & admirers:) and the diaries.
There are, oh so many sweet memories attached to each one of those… especially the diaries… those were the records galore, manuscripts version of hard-drives filled with memoirs of my childhood experiences.
A treasure chest or a Pandora’s Box? I was rearing to find out. I finally was able to dedicate the time for this expedition.
I sat down leisurely, opened the two closets. They were filled with the antiques, souvenirs from my old friends, birthday/valentine’s/congratulatory greeting cards, books with some pages yellow in color, some torn, some as neat as new, clothes so small, or appeared so tiny coz I obviously grew big in all dimensions in the last 2 decades. ha ha! And yes all my autograph books from class 10th farewell to intermediate to engg farewell :)
Once every year, on New Year’s Eve dad brought us new diaries and I couldn’t wait to get started. I diligently made journal entries every single day, the first few weeks and then later on the frequency reduced to noting the significant happenings and occasions only.
Reminded me of people who loved me, who teased me, who betrayed me, who admired me, who had a crush on me, whom I had a crush on:), people who continue to be my best buddies, and people who remained acquaintances and I wished I had more time with them but just didn’t happen. Uh!
Reminded me of Those days when I prepared day and night for slip tests, unit tests and any other revision tests as if it were an Annual exam. ha ha
my note books where there were remarks like “good”. “Can improve” and “keep it up”. Records with chemistry equations and biology diagrams. My report cards with absent-leave notices. a couple of dried up roses and leaves am sure somebody gave me on valentine’s day and yes a lot of cadbury’s dairy milk chocolate wrappers… I was obsessed with saving each wrapper and writing the date and ‘given by’ names. Can you believe it? Cute or what
reminded me of school days when I liked someone but did not express coz he got a rakhi asked me to tie and I tied one to someone who had a crush on me. Gosh! ha ha ha
and then of independence days and republic days, march pasts and drills, elocutions and essay writing competitions, janmabhoomi activity days, the release of prema desam movie whem my jr. college girls booked entire balcony of aradhana theater, greeting cards with verses written with rhyming words at the end of each sentence, a photo of me and a guy (my girlfriends had cut two diff pictures of me and my crush and stapled them together to look like we were sitting next to each other and presented me for my birthday! i Admire their creativity… hehe) and what not…
I can keep on writing… but u know space on the internet is limited… and so is patience of readers ;)
Anyways, I am hoping every reader of this post gets as fortunate and gets to reminisce good old wonderful days… wish they came back :)
So why the wait
Go dig
Muse over
Happy musing!
nenu vasthanani vachaka chusi chepthanani evi padeyakunda ala unchindi Amma… she saved all my childhood souvenirs carefully all these years, stuff so antique that some of it dates back to the early nineteen nineties. Wow! From my pre-teen years.
It is even more amazing that mom managed to save all those treasures all these years impeccably. So sweet of her. Of course she has always been a sweetheart and continues to amaze me :)with her sweetness.
naa chinnapati books, eppativo dresses, naaku vachina gifts, my first teddy, all my report cards from class LKG to 10th and Inter 1st and 2nd year’s too, text books, notes, record books, greeting cards from my friends & admirers:) and the diaries.
There are, oh so many sweet memories attached to each one of those… especially the diaries… those were the records galore, manuscripts version of hard-drives filled with memoirs of my childhood experiences.
A treasure chest or a Pandora’s Box? I was rearing to find out. I finally was able to dedicate the time for this expedition.
I sat down leisurely, opened the two closets. They were filled with the antiques, souvenirs from my old friends, birthday/valentine’s/congratulatory greeting cards, books with some pages yellow in color, some torn, some as neat as new, clothes so small, or appeared so tiny coz I obviously grew big in all dimensions in the last 2 decades. ha ha! And yes all my autograph books from class 10th farewell to intermediate to engg farewell :)
Once every year, on New Year’s Eve dad brought us new diaries and I couldn’t wait to get started. I diligently made journal entries every single day, the first few weeks and then later on the frequency reduced to noting the significant happenings and occasions only.
Reminded me of people who loved me, who teased me, who betrayed me, who admired me, who had a crush on me, whom I had a crush on:), people who continue to be my best buddies, and people who remained acquaintances and I wished I had more time with them but just didn’t happen. Uh!
Reminded me of Those days when I prepared day and night for slip tests, unit tests and any other revision tests as if it were an Annual exam. ha ha
my note books where there were remarks like “good”. “Can improve” and “keep it up”. Records with chemistry equations and biology diagrams. My report cards with absent-leave notices. a couple of dried up roses and leaves am sure somebody gave me on valentine’s day and yes a lot of cadbury’s dairy milk chocolate wrappers… I was obsessed with saving each wrapper and writing the date and ‘given by’ names. Can you believe it? Cute or what
reminded me of school days when I liked someone but did not express coz he got a rakhi asked me to tie and I tied one to someone who had a crush on me. Gosh! ha ha ha
and then of independence days and republic days, march pasts and drills, elocutions and essay writing competitions, janmabhoomi activity days, the release of prema desam movie whem my jr. college girls booked entire balcony of aradhana theater, greeting cards with verses written with rhyming words at the end of each sentence, a photo of me and a guy (my girlfriends had cut two diff pictures of me and my crush and stapled them together to look like we were sitting next to each other and presented me for my birthday! i Admire their creativity… hehe) and what not…
I can keep on writing… but u know space on the internet is limited… and so is patience of readers ;)
Anyways, I am hoping every reader of this post gets as fortunate and gets to reminisce good old wonderful days… wish they came back :)
So why the wait
Go dig
Muse over
Happy musing!
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