An open book... oops!

Have you ever read someone's personal diary? I have....

Last night just as a friend and i were going somewhere, i noticed her car had some 20 plastic balls in them. Curious, i questioned her about it.. and she said it was for some aerobics competition in college and their exercise moves were done with the balls (stop thinking pervert here) ....

She went on to tell me how they had a similar drill in grade 8 in school and just as she mentioned a particular red skirt (not underwear, SKIRT), both of us remembered how, when we were in school, we committed a grave sin; reading someone else's diary.

When you are in your teens, especially if you are a girl, parents tend to get mighty snoopy. I remember the days my dad used to watch me like a hawk. It lead to the revelation of many things... like how i used to 'study' with a novel under my physics/chemistry text book, my loo breaks that were actually phone breaks that lasted an hour or two.. how 'going to tuition' meant going sight seeing, street by street (believe me.. i have chased a frnd who chased a boy down three streets only to be bitten by his dog.. not me.. her), how 'combined study' meant everything but studying and 'night study' meant me lying face flat on the book, fast asleep at 11 p.m ( i notice it is midnight as i write this).. how 'meeting a friend' without mentioning her name meant i was meeting a guy... 'will be back in 2 hrs' meant it would take me 4 hrs or more... yes, i have educated my dad a whole lot... now he's an expert at it...

Similarly, one of my friends then had entrusted me with her personal diary, coz her mother was snooping around and this girl had writing alot of 'personal' stuff in it... And it sat there in front of my eyes.. the forbidden fruit.. many a time my hand would reach out to touch it but i always kept my promise of not reading it.

All this determination went for a toss when one day the friend i met last night came home. We were completely bored and had nothing to do. We couldn't think of anything to talk about. And we were looking at that diary... our pupils were dilating and we didn't blink so long that our eyes were literally watering..

"What if..."

"We shouldn't"

"Have you touched..."

"No, not yet"

"Do you want to?"

"Tempting as hell"

"Shall we?"

"Should we?"

"Just one peek"

"You think that's possible?"

"Just one peek.. c'mon.. not like she hasn't told us anything right.."

"Yeah.. still you know her.. you think we should?"

"I think we could"

"Ready?"

"1...2....3...Go!"

And we lunged for it... hungry 'wolves' (note the point here :P ) devouring their meal. We read page by page and would you believe it? Our mouth dropped open half way through...

We traveled two years of her life.. written graphically page by page (one of which i recently found when i was cleaning my room!) , and realized how different people weigh different things. There were instances that we had just brushed off, that had been very important to her... little things that we did or didn't do that had impacted her life.... love stories we didn't know of... and there was also certain amount of stuff written about us :P ... stuff that was not very appreciative ... we assumed she didn't understand us and didn't know us that well....

We gulped it all down in one swallow, hungry for more. We had entered secret territory and we planned to indirectly jab her with words from her diary later on. She wouldn't know that we'd read it of course and she wouldn't understand the significance behind our taunts. We were excited....until we came to one particular page... that said...

"Will you stop reading it already?"

The book seemed to snap shut by itself. Both of us went pink and we looked at each other; embarrassed. Our friend knew us very well after all.

She had mentioned the red drill skirt in one of those pages and last night both of us knew what the other was thinking.

"You think...?"

"What do you think?"

"Maybe we should have..."

"Does she know?"

"I don't think so..."

"Should we?"

"I think we should"

"Ready?"

"1...2..3...Go!"


P.S: She is yet to talk to the both of us :) hehehe

Statutory Warning: Reading a friend's diary is harmful to your health and is highly addictive (harmful when she finds out about it and kicks you in the gut, that is)

Issued in public interest...