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While working in the Kitchen, a sudden reflection happened, and then I felt that it may the reason why bloggs are so popular.
According to Merriam Webster, A blog is a Website that contains an online personal journal with reflections, comments, and often hyperlinks provided by the writer; also : the contents of such a site( http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/blogging) . People i feel like me want to blog to erase their inner lonliness. It is that we are always surrounded by people and yet we are so lonely. I guess we always have the inner hunger to search the peace which would fill all our senses and make us happy.
But then one may ask, you have a wonderful family and yet searching for peace.. Aren't we all ?? At one point or the other we are searching for something we are unable to define in words and yet we feel it is there. But then seening my last posts , i must say that i am a very bad blogger... I guess I use this to help me form words for those feeling which no one wants to listen and those who listen would say that either it is philosophical or "gyaan".
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