My first Draft

My first Draft. I mean I always wanted to write my diary, but it appeared foolish to talk to the diary. My father once said that maintain a diary, maybe when I learnt in English Literature to write a diary in my school days. I even started to write one, but I failed to continue. It always appeared boring and forced to me. And in some days, the only thing I used to write in it was what I ate that whole day and at what specific time. There was rarely a sentence on my interesting moments of that day, as there was none present that time. Later, I again started to type but it was hard to express emotions on a paper, and later in the draft I used to loose the track of my writing.
But today, after my decision to start preparing for MBA(I haven’t although decided it), I thought to go to the college with a book of my sister, who already completed her course. It was a book of “Word-List” given to her by the institute she joined while her preparation days. I always disliked to mug-up words of English in my whole life. I thought that its insane to just mug-up the words and don’t use it, I mean we learn because we want. The main motive to learn English is to use it while you converse but I never conversed in English, atleast not that much that I will use the word “abjure” on a daily basis.
So, I rangup my sister, who supposedly learnt most of the words of the book, and she gave me the universal law of “How to learn a language?”. I happily ended the call, but as I disconnected I thought with whom should I speak in English? I can’t go to the college and start babbling with my friends in English whom I abuse in Hindi or Punjabi. So, as I was thinking of this, a much better idea struck me. Why don’t I start writing English? And then another idea struck me, the maximum talks with whom I do is me, so why don’t I start talking in English with myself. I mean I don’t have to go to my friends and start speaking fluent English but I can speak with myself. Atleast no one will stop me on that. And by writing I can improve my diction too.
Hence, after not much delay , I decided to write. I decided not to write a full day diary, enumerating what I did all day, but I decided to start writing on a random topic every day. And that too, on my very own pc by tapping on my keyboard. As I noticed in college, I start taking down the notes spoken my teachers, my handwriting gets totally illegible, and my palms ask for rest after writing every 50 words. They start paining horribly. And since, I always tap on my keyboard, almost everyday for 3-4 hours while chatting, there was no other best alternative for me.
So, I almost completed my first draft. The last thing is, I hope I come tomorrow to write on something interesting, and cheer up my …….. oh I forgot, cheer up myself. 