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One year...

of being a blog.

Yesterday was my blog's first birthday. And I'm quite speechless and I don't know what to say really.

It's hard to pinpoint what exactly I've gotten out of this blog. And to say things that I haven't said before.

But I'll try. Mostly I've used it as a space to vent and rage, to talk about issues and things that most probably people wouldn't want to listen to, to unabashedly give my opinions and pass judgement when I wouldn't really give them otherwise.

Thank you blog.
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Mynie said…
Happy budday! Keep blogging and entertaining as you have for a year now. I would want to read more and more of what happens to you
17 August 2008 at 19:29
sodamncool said…
Happy Buhdayyy tooo doooo !!! Been a while since i dropped by...Will catch up with everything that I missed..keep posting though
20 August 2008 at 00:46
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday :) Here's to many more!!!! What did u do to celebrate?
20 August 2008 at 15:54
Xorkes said…
hey happy birthday.. hehehe
21 August 2008 at 13:49
Tazeen said…
happy blogging :)
25 August 2008 at 10:00
Anonymous said…
Hi ,

I was reading ur blog posts and found some of them to be very good.. u write well.. Why don't you popularize it more.. ur posts on ur blog ‘Gentle Whispers’ took my particular attention as some of them are interesting topics of mine too;

BTW I help out some ex-IIMA guys who with another batch mate run www.rambhai.com where you can post links to your most loved blog-posts. Rambhai was the chaiwala at IIMA and it is a site where users can themselves share links to blog posts etc and other can find and vote on them. The best make it to the homepage!

This way you can reach out to rambhai readers some of whom could become your ardent fans.. who knows.. :)

Cheers,
26 August 2008 at 15:48
Rakesh said…
Hey belated wishes for your blog...

:-)
Kepp up the gud work
29 August 2008 at 02:19
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