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Example HTML page Hello & Mellow to you guys! I sometimes tend to forget how much better it makes me feel after I write a whole blog. Had no plans of blogging today, but the urge to blog makes me do this. Its been quite a while that I am sitting idle. Few days back, dad asked me about what I do the whole day; And I stood in front of him thinking about what exactly do I answer him! Since then, each passing day I look back and wonder how the entire day has passed?   what did I do throughout the last 12 hours? Another day wasted, is it? That is when I realise about how I did not WASTE the day.   About how every hour of the day got utilised in doing something or the other. Scribbling on the diary, the list of activities I did the entire day included : 1)       Arranging and tidying my room. 2)       Watering the plants (for   which I take a lot of time as I have a habit of checking on every pla...

Example HTML page Holla! Blogging after a very long time.   Past few months have been very busy, hectic and left me with no time to brainstorm ideas. Had been uncreative for a   long time now.   I would like to thank a friend of mine (Asmi Nandola) who keeps me asking everytime about what art did   I create in the recent times.   Habitually, she asks me this questions whenever we have a random chat.   A day prior I realised , I have been answering her since a long time now that “I did not create any art, because I was busy with other stuff”. Upon which I dawned to a realisation that last few months I did not create anything literally, I ran out of ideas (and also time) to do it, I had nothing   creative going into my mind all these days. It was around end of march that I made art or blogged or wrote something for my own sake. But as always,   taking lessons from this time that I have already missed. 1)    ...

Example HTML page Sunaina lived with her mummy and Totto , her doberman dog. She had  a big but simple house with an aangan . Sunaina had put up a cot (a four legged wooden bed tied with strong jute strings  attached to each other) in her aangan. Stargazing was her favorite activity in the free time she got post-dinner. She worked in a local soap manufacturing company, earning sufficiently to run the house. Like any other day, Sunaina made tea for herself and mummy as she returned from work. Sunaina and her mummy   made sure they do not miss their everyday chai-time gupp-shupp (gossips and chats). Totto too sat with them everyday, as if he listened and understood all they talked about. Sunaina freshened up thinking about what she could cook for dinner. It was past 7.30 p.m. when she walked out to the aangan to switch on its lights. As she walked through the verandah connecting the aangan, she couldnt believe her eyes but re-look to check what she just saw. It...