‘The Untitled Diary.’ is a story without titles – my story, yours even.
It is a few leaves torn from the diary I could never keep; a diary I’ve been wanting to keep.
The basic idea is to write stories sometimes true, sometimes fictional. These stories will just be journal entries, in no particular order, inspired from the stories that I’ve been told, conversations I’ve overheard on a train, events that I’ve witnessed, or sometimes (or more than some) experiences from my own life.
I’m calling the owner of this diary M.
Now, M. can stand for Meghna or Meg or Mike, and you’ll never know. You might also see some guest posts under this feature – a story waiting to be told (anonymously or otherwise).
I will be maintaining a catalog of all posts written in The Untitled Diary on this page, as and when they are published for ready access.
The posts go from latest to oldest:
…the beginning of time.