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am back...

its been tooooooooooooooooo long... and while i have been missing penning down the random thoughts i keep getting... my laziness kinda overwhelmed my enthusiasm!! :-)

anyways - this goes to prove what a boring sunday evening can do to a person...

first things first - in case anyone else ever gets around to reading this -
my earlier blog gave up on me when my gmail account got hacked into! :-( i still feel very depressed abt loosing that great an id! and seriously am surprised at how ethg kind of came back to normal quickly even though i lost both my id's at the same time. maybe i just havent realized the loss... or maybe there just wasnt that much to loose anyways! hmmm... sad it is.. either ways.

anyways... whats gone is gone..

let me be honest and upfront here - i really DID miss my blog more than i did my email accounts! is that weird? who knows... it seems so actually. :-) good, i havent lost my touch yet!! varna lag raha tha that age has really made me boringly straight!

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Akshay Hiremath said…
I like the resilience and the never say die spirit, whether it is re-creating your blog after the disappointment of losing it, or the decision to explore Rome half a day after the ordeal of losing your laptop and passport. We can all learn a thing or two from you. Keep it up Ruchika! :-)

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