How it feels like writing a diary? Just imagine…after passing many golden decades of the journey called life, after experiencing lots of up and downs, after being into lots of relations, after feeling lots of love and oomph, after passing through lots of traumas and tragedies, one day you are alone and remembering your old days, and you took out your diary, you traverse through its pages recaping your life, living it again entirely in just few seconds … isn’t it amazing?
The only time I have been impressed or get motivated to write diary is when I got the chance to see an Oscar winner movie named “The last Samurai” (dubbed in Hindi). Let me remember, the screen play was something like...
Tom Cruise, An army captain who had fought many battles was abandon by the Samurai cabillah and they have just not killed him because they wanted to learn the war strategies from the experiences of his life which he had carved into his diary. Tom was so alone and had just recovered from the wounds of samurai swords... He was habitual to write his diary, in this movie they have tried to loud the inner voice of a captain as and when he was feeling like writing into his diary in the background of the screen play…One beautiful, lively serene morning, He was wandering in the woods exploring the place and murmuring to himself...
1876, Din nahi janta , mahina nahi janta , mein in anokhe logo ke beech reh rah huun, mein unka bandi huun aur mein bhag bhi nahi sakta, muje sab yaha nazar andazz kartein hai aur aise pesh aatein hai jaise mein koi raah chalta kutta huun ya bin bulaya mehman…
Sab tamiz se baat kartein hai, haskar adab se juktein hai, par is adab ke niche mein unke dabe hue jazbaat dekh sakta huun…
Ek ajeeb si kashish hain in logo mein, subah ki paheli kiran se hi woh apne kaam mein ji jaan se lag jaatein hai, maine kabhi itna anushashan nahi dekha, mein heran huun yeh jankar ki samurai shabd ka matlab hota hai seva karna…
Sardioka Mausan 1877, Ek Samurai hone ka matlab mein Hamesha Dhundhta tha, Kuchh usulo ke liye khud ko kurban karna, dimag ki sthirta ko pana, ya talvar baji mein mahir banana…”
Meri zindgai mein aisa paheli baar hua ki mein kisi ek jagah itne dino tak raha, yaha aisa bahut kuchh hai jo mein kabhi samaj nahi paunga, mein kabhi church janewalo mein se nahi raha, lekin jung mein jo kuchh dekha uske baad lagtaa hai ki aakhri ishwar ka maksad kya hai. Par Yaha kuchh to khas hai, kuchh adhyatmik hai is jagah mein halaki yeh mere liye hamesha raaz rahega, par mein in shaktiyo ko samazana chahta hunn, mein bas itna janta huun ki saalo baad mein yaha chain ki neend so paya huun…
Isn’t it a nicely said? Writing diary, does it mean capturing smallest possible things those are happening in your life…Nopes I don’t think so, in my opinion diary is a nice articulation of someone’s feelings…
So finally, I thought of serializing the upshots of my life…Getting infected by the Internet and an being an IT engineer, I chose to digitalize it by putting it on my blog…
Now a title, for this “To be continued” post, I wanted something that can represent inner me, I searched, I thought for it for few days and finally I have zeroed on “Plethora of Emotions”…
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