In my Bestfriend’s diary I found another person, a lonely soul, but happy in his own space. In his diary he lived in a world of his own. He smiled, laughed and cried with the pages, telling the untold. As his pen swayed from left to right, my friend shared a pain that I still find hard to comprehend. He lived a lie, he was a different person from the one he wrote about.

I met this person from college a couple months back, R.V, as he likes to be called, became inseparable from me in a matter of days. He borrowed a new journal from me few days ago. I didn’t know what it was for -until yesterday.

I was half-asleep on the bed beside him when something made me look up.And I saw my friend awake and writing on the book I gave him. Something made me ask, “Dude, Is that a diary??” - The look on his face, part startled and amazed at the same time gave me my answer. He replied after a minute as it felt, “I thought you were sleeping”

I reached and took the book from his hand, he didn’t respond. I read through the first few pages. I came to a stop when I felt I should read no further. There were only a few pages to read since he just started this journal. A page from it went straight to my heart and almost took me to tears.

This is a page from his diary about me. (click to enlarge)

After reading this page, I turned and looked upto him.I didn’t say anything. But I was sure he knew what was going thru my mind. “Ru is going to blog this.”

I told him that this was the best piece of writing about me, ever. We talked about each other more into the night and it was one of the best talks I’ve ever had with him. I just couldn’t believe how like we are to each other. His writings reminded me of my own blog entries. It was as if, he read through all of my blog entries (he never reads!) and repeat it word by word. I fell asleep thinking about the words from this wonderful friend and his beautiful journal…

I still haven’t written about his pain, the purpose of his journal.

More about RU & RV in part 2 (If I ever decide to).