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Looking back at April



Caution: This is a personal post mandated as the finale of the A2ZChallenge by Blogchatter.

April was a hectic month. The A2ZChallenge from Blogchatter demanded a blog post every day of the month leaving out the 4 Sundays. It wasn’t easy to cope with the demand since my duty as an examiner got me driving from home at 7 in the morning only to return at 6 in the evening in the first two weeks of April. A tragedy in the family kept me in the doldrums in the latter half of the month. In spite of all that, I managed to meet the challenge with a religious dedication. I just didn’t want to give up for this once at least.

I acknowledge my gratitude to Blogchatter for giving me the challenge as well as publicity for my blog. I thank the team in anticipation for their help in bringing out my 26 A to Z posts as an e-book titled Life’s Magic.

There are a few individuals – whose comments came personally via WhatsApp – who sustained me in spite of the temptations to capitulate to the pressures from other overriding obligations. My heart goes out in boundless gratitude to them. The delight experienced by a writer on being told that his writing makes a difference in someone’s life is the only worthwhile reward for the writer.

I know that these 26 posts could have been much better if I had devoted more time to them. I hope to edit them before bringing out the e-book. Most of the pieces were written in a few minutes and occasionally ideas have been repeated. Since one has to choose the titles in the alphabetical order, continuity of thought or thematic consistency was slightly affected. This cannot be helped in an A-Z Challenge.

Once again, thank you Blogchatter team. You have given a boost to a personal challenge I have given myself: a book of memoirs titled Autumn Shadows. It is to be completed by the end of June. The Blogchatter Challenge has given me enough battery power to move on, come what may.

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