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Yours truly


I’m celebrating the occasion of my blog crossing a viewership of four lakh.   

First of all, thank you reader for being here.  Every writer loves to be read, I believe.  I’m glad you’re here and obliged to you too.  When I began blogging I had no more than a score or two of readers per day.  Today the daily view of the blog averages around 200.  That matters because it encourages me substantially.

Secondly, my blog is the place where I have placed all my hopes and despairs, joys and sorrows, thoughts and feelings quite unabashedly.  It is my alter ego, so to say.  It is the place where I have questioned myself as much as the world around me.  It is the place where I learnt some of the greatest lessons of life.

It is the place where I realised that I am no more than an insignificant speck in this vast cosmos of millions of galaxies.  It is the place that taught me to chip away my flatulent ego.  My blog enlarged my imagination beyond the constricted horizons gifted by gods of small things towards the endlessly expanding edges of infinity.  I grew wings.  I long to fly away.  Toward infinity.

My yearnings lie somewhere beyond there.  Beyond the one hundred billionth galaxy.  In the meanwhile, while I am on the way, I take a pause to say thank you.  Your presence here is an added feather on my wings.




Comments

  1. magiceyeDecember 13, 2017 at 6:43 AM

    Hearty congratulations and here's wishing you plenty more blogging viewership!

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  2. CifarDecember 13, 2017 at 12:00 PM

    congratulations for crossing this milestone, your blog is really good & knowledgeable

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  3. Sreedhar BhattaramDecember 13, 2017 at 9:25 PM

    Congrats Tomichan Matheikal.. Truly a great achievement along with a great message conveyed thru' each Post.. Best Wishes!

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  4. K V V S MURTHYDecember 13, 2017 at 10:33 PM

    Congrats for reaching the milestone which is aspired by many bloggers.

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  5. pushpendra dwivediDecember 14, 2017 at 1:03 AM

    very nice inspirational thoughtful sharing

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