Dear Diary,
Just the other day I was thinking, the world is so much smaller now. There are no more new worlds to discover, no more new inventions that can awe us and make us think that this must be magic. We have imagined everything there is to imagine and nothing can shock us anymore.
That makes it a sad world … no more great discoveries to be made … at least not of the magnitude that was possible before. We had the whole world to discover. Now we know what the whole world is like.
Dear Diary,
Yesterday we went to a wedding. Sat for a while, had dinner and then we got ready to leave. When we got out of the gate one of our family friends were just leaving in their car.
They stopped by us…with horrified faces, “Someone broke into our car! We didn’t even notice the broken window. But the seat was pushed forward and our CD changer and stereo was stolen!”
“Ouch!” I thought
“Well you can at least claim insurance.” Piped in my mom.
“Errr we don’t have any!” Went the family friend.
“What?? Not even third party.” Mom replied, horrified.
“No!” Came the sad reply.
“Well, we better hurry and check our car, too.” Mom said.
Dear Diary,
Its 6:18 in the morning and here I am sitting writing about … errrrrr … nothing. Recently it seems I just randomly babble to myself. I would say empty walls but there don’t seem to be any in cyber space. My fellow blogger seems to be asleep, too. So its pretty much Me alone here. Is someone getting the message?
Anyone here? Or am I just banging my head against the non-existent cyber space walls?
There … I’m done ranting.
Dear Diary,
One very important lesson learnt today – hard work gives me a headache!! No not the actual work but thinking about it. So the strategy from now on is to NOT think and start working 
Nothing achieved out of overwhelming yourself with the enormity of a task.
My resolution of the day is to get on the treadmill for at least 20 minutes everyday, starting today. The deed for the day has been done … let’s see how it goes tomorrow. The problem is that I cannot find a time in the day when it has been at least 2 hours since I last ate. Ok I admit to snacking and snacking and … errr you get the point.
So I have found the compromise … as soon as I wake up. Let me assure you this is not a fun proposition for me as breakfast is the most important meal of the day for me. And I have to painstakingly drag myself on to the treadmill and away from that yummmy breakfast.
So like I said … lets see how it goes 
Dear Diary,
I’m still in shock! Just a few minutes back I heard that my cousin’s house was raided by robbers, he was badly beaten up and they stole God knows what and went their merry way.
I am happy that his life has been spared but my heart is heavy that something like this can happen. That someone can just waltz into your house, drag you out of your bed and then beat you up for no reason.
What kind of people do that? Don’t they ever think of the consequences of what they are doing? Doesn’t it matter to them that they are hurting another individual? Are they so beyond everything that another person’s life, their feelings do not matter to them? Sadly, I guess not.
