I’m Thankful For Tag

Hello Everyone! My friend Savio from the blog Goin’ the extra..aaamile had kindly tagged me for this tag. This is a first for me. I’ve done awards before but not a tag I think. Thank you so much Savio for the tag! Hi5! 😀 He’s a very thoughtful, cheerful and positive guy which reflects in his blog…

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Guest Post Fridays

Hi Everyone! I’m here with yet another announcement (is this becoming a thing here on the pradita chronicles?) 😄 But I promise this you’re gonna like. Remember how I did an entire week of Guest Posts? Well, your response that week was amazing! I received articles of all kinds and the readers gave a great response…

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Guest Post – Day 5: Generation Gap

GENERATION GAP by Abhishek Choubey Blog – Gingershouts   “Generation Gap: A chasm, amorphously situated in time and space, that separates those who have grown up absurd from those who will, with luck, grow up absurd.”                                        …

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Guest Post – Day 3: Live Life Full Size

It’s Day 3 of the Guest Post Series and here I am with another wonderful poem by a very witty and charming person, which reflects in his poems too. I dare ya! Give him any word, and he’ll churn out the most delightful poetry on it. Easy on the eyes, but at the same time…

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Indiblogger Calling

Hello Everyone! I’m here with a small announcement. Yours truly is registered now on Indiblogger right here. This doesn’t mean I’m exiting WP. No, no, WP is special for me. I’ll always be active here. I’ve registered on Indiblogger only so that I may increase my reach. However, the WP platform will always be where…

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Guest Post – Day 2: Couple on a Rickshaw

Hello Everyone! Day 2 is here and I’m back with another Guest Post, like I promised in my earlier post. This time I have the pleasure of posting a story on faith from a very thoughtful, down to earth and pleasant writer. There is a certain vintage-y quality to his writings that I quite admire.…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 13

“Suhana’s dead… and I’m at the police Station.” It knocked the wind out of you. Your next words were babble, half-formed, incoherent thoughts that reflected the state of confusion you were in, “You din… impossib… Oh my God! No…” “Pihu, I didn’t do it! She committed suicide… Listen, I really can’t talk now. They’ve brought…

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