To new beginnings...

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I've never stuck to a place for long,but the people I met seem to chipko-fy with me. But I always knew it was the people not the place that mattered. Just two days back,I was in a place that I truly called home,even though it was just me and my cook in that home,it felt just right.Now I'm surrounded with family,but I swear I have never felt lonlier.I never wanted to make this blog personal,but sometimes you don't decide what to write.
I wish I could show my friends how much I love them. The greatest love always comes in the form of insults.


Reading a book called 'Girl With a Dragon Tattoo'. I'm probably centuries late in reading it,but I don't purchase books often and tis too was a gift. Reached page number 100.The story seems to progress very slowly and the names are a bit complicated unless you are familiar with swedish lingo. Bit annoying,but I shall read on and tell you if it was worth it!

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