All of us have one. Or have had at least one in their entire life time.
A book of inspiration.
A book where we noted down quotations, movie dialogues, things said by friends and teachers, excerpts from books, lyrics and poems.
Though my book started post the birth of Internet, it wasn’t until the maturity of social media in my life that I completely forgot about the existence of this book. I carry it around everywhere I moved and lived. Along with other collectibles.
I used to have a box file of newspaper clippings of the first half page article on the Appointment times supplement of Khaleej Times. It carried career-inspiring articles. I collected it religiously for many years. Another box file of random newspaper clippings. I preserved these for ages. Along with slam books and other things.
Then came Social Media and generally, the internet.
It felt pointless to carrying around information that was easily available online. But skipping through the clippings, it wasn’t just outdated news, it was various things that seemed interesting to my former self at various points of time in my life.
Even what your friends thought about you was on Orkut Testimonials and LinkedIn endorsements. So sometime during my college years I dumped the files.
But the book remained. Post college I realized not only did it show the timeline of what movies and books I saw / read , what kind of inspiration I sought for , was it ambitious or was it friendship and love, it also showed a timeline of my handwriting constantly changing. (Yikes!)
Some of the ink has faded off now, but after a lot of censoring and reminiscing, I share with you some excerpts from my collection–
Did you have a book of inspiration?
Remember to open them once in a while.
You might find – things you’ve scribbled, clippings and dried roses, perhaps?