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Once I was interning at an engine firm in Pune. Every day after
office without fail I had only one plan, which was to go to
crosswords book store. I had a special connect to that place as
Once I was interning at an engine firm in Pune. Every day after office without fail I had only one plan, which was to go to crosswords book store. I had a special connect to that place as before getting the internship I had been there with my mom. One routine everyday but it never bored my guess what there were n number of books which surrounded me.
I loved the smell of them all. I sat there every evening with a cup of coffee and books of my choice and read. At times when I had something to express, I chose to write it down instead of sharing and telling it to someone.
Guess I liked pen n paper more than humans. And why not! They never seemed to ask me anything just wait until I was done expressing myself.
I had one more habit. Every place I traveled to or was close to me I would pick up a memento and keep it safe. Things that I owned had a story behind it. And I loved it. So after my internship of one month got over. I decided to purchase a god liking plane blank diary. I searched and searched in that same store.
It had three floors, each store had a different stationery shop. I touched a few of them to feel, to find a connect with one of them.
A few of you might think I was crazy, well Id say what you think is up to you. But people here who actually love to write can understand how important the connect between us and the tools are.
Finally I found it. An A5 matte black book with a soft cover. Which said do epic shit in bold white letters.
It had off white papers and was un ruled. I stopped when I saw that. I picked it up, went to the counter and handed it over to him so he could make a bill of it.
It is still with me I paste small mementos of place that I travel to like my tickets, or any memory that I have to cherish.
It motivates me to travel more and fill my diary more. The thicker it becomes the happier I get. It has been a constant companion with me ever since I bought it. It is such a beautiful thing to have in my life.
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