Magic Moments

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There are times in life when moments no longer seem moments, they become magic as they have the ability to turn your ordinary life into extra ordinary in a jiffy making you feel blessed. Since last one year I have been blessed enough to have witnessed such moments many a times which I have been sharing here as well. Today I am back once again with more such moments to share with you: 





Release of Social Potpourri – An Anthology- II 

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My poem-Love , Forever is a part of this anthology which released this week in Delhi and Mumbai. The most unique part of this anthology is this is a heady concoction of poetry and prose making it a perfect read for someone who is looking for some soulful reads. You can buy the book from HERE 

Interviewed, yet again! 

This week I had the opportunity to be featured as an author on yet another international blog. It is always fin interacting with fellow bloggers and answering such questions. More than anything else it helps me know myself a bit better than before. You can read it HERE.

Writer’s Ezine goes into print 

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WE was started as an online magazine in April this year with me as its editor. Last month when WE completed 6 months, it was decided to take the next move forward and bring it into physical form. After a lot of sleepless nights working behind it to ensure perfect delivery for all the readers today a sample copy of the same reached me for proof reading before it goes for final printing to be available for all readers. It is such an emotional moment holding it in your hands. It is like cradling your baby for the first time and witnessing it taking its first baby steps. Nothing can match this joy. You can order your copy from Pothi.com. The details of the same will be shared soon. 

As I stride ahead in an attempt to gather such more moments, sending some Fairy Dust your way to spread some magic in your lives too. 

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