It has been more than 2 months I've written something here. I don't think the 70 odd days have fed me with any longing to actually write. I think this part's dead. I feel sad a day might come when this blog dies an unforeseen death. Death, unlike for the living, can be predicted for blog at the least. But this may as well die an uninformed death with no mourners.
If there is anything that I've been doing if we can call that 'consistently', then it is Reading. There's nothing apart from reading which seeks some place here; in the next sentence.
So, I call it a piece.
If there is anything that I've been doing if we can call that 'consistently', then it is Reading. There's nothing apart from reading which seeks some place here; in the next sentence.
So, I call it a piece.
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