Dear Diary Monologue | Arash E.

Dear Diary

Its been a regular week . Just a bit of sunshine, some work and yes, I’ve been eating a lot of chocolates. And I havent been walking or hitting the gym and have been putting on weight. But you know what , Ive been meeting people. So, I saw this girl, very pretty. I dont really knows who she is, but she seems like she knows what she is wearing, which I guess is more important today.

But I found two things interesting. One, she was always tucking in her stomach when she speaks and was trying very hard to have this faraway , blondy look in her eyes and you could see she was actually uncomfortable with herself and was probably worried about the way she was being perceived by me. But then, she was the center of attraction. She carefully chose what she wanted to say. Her topics could range from the brand names to the local gossip in the film industry. Yet, she was trying very hard not to sound like a bimbo or trashy. She knew how to control her voice, wait for the right pauses and make the laughter. You know what I was thinking , dear diary..that was here was a woman who made drama, a knowledge .

Later i bought her a drink, I stopped her when she was trying to tell me about a rare quality of gene in man that could make them fly. Ok,I just made that up. But her trivia was always like that, something which could be interesting,(ahem!) rare and unusual and often generated oohs and wows from people..but then at the end of day, she acknowledged that it was more of a useful trivia. It didnt really open anybody’s horizon and would be either drowned in the drinks in the party or at the most be shared in another party. But then, I asked her what motivated her to collect these gossips..after all, no quizzer will ask her such questions .

She laughed at me for a moment and asked , ” Havent you heard of conversation currency ? ” she went on to explain how diligently she read and combed the net to find such information that was not in circulation and the rarer and the less credible it is , it worked for her. ” You need to shock people, not just interest her, it opens doors , you know. ” I just heard a door close on me, when a phone rang. It was Dorris on the line..I was surprised dear diary that she called me after 6 years. And then she went on to say ” Hey listen, how are you doing ? I need a help. Am off to a party tonight and I need some trivia, anything..filmy, media, fashion..meeting some people you know..i need a mysterious guy opinion …” i guess she was preparing to go for parties , I wondered as I hung up the call on this newspaper editor.

Well, there were more interesting people that I met but I will tell you later. I have to go to work now and I actually have to prepare – food !

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Arash has been writing stories ever since he could hold a pencil! What started out as an intrinsic love for storytelling has turned into his lifelong passion. There’s nothing he likes better than writing (and reading) stories that is humorous in English and Persian languages, with a touch of Suspense and a poignant streak of truth running through them. Arash is also a YouTuber, Persian singer/songwriter, blogger, traveler, filmmaker, big dreamer, and professional kabob eater. When he’s not writing or dreaming up new stories, you can find him in an adventure road-tripping to national parks! If you want to see Arash in his element (ranting about stories) check out his YouTube channel.

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