About

Somethings in life are more important than all others and it comes as a surprise when it is something non-living.

It is my diary, my perosonal diary and the words in it, I love most.

It is my best friend, my friend forever, I can never afford to loose at any cost. It is my reflection, my replica, my mirror image.

I can tell it anything and it will listen to it like noone does, I can write about any thing, and it never complains. I love it and it is part of my life, without it, I will never be me again.

In every phase of my life, it was with me, always standing besides me, in the hours of loneliness, in the hours of happiness, when I wan in gloom, when I was bloom, it was with me, watching all this, and most importantly it knows the real me, which noone does, neither me. It knows me, it know myself, it knows all my life, which even I have forgotten.  It is integral part of mylife, or I would say, without it, life could have been completely different.

— render BoY