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Reading and writing - They don't stop!

 


Hey! Don't close this website yet, because reading and writing never stops with me!


Been a month since you got anything to read, and to me, anything to write. Well, you just got a small something to read yesterday. That's no big deal, of course. Just something you get always. But then, all the normal and usual thoughts where spread away from my mind, and I got this thought of posting quizzes more often, 'cause most of you like those. But this time it's gonna be too hard to handle! So watch your brain. And guess, what, the even bigger treat is that I'll be posting quizzes just EVERY Sunday!


But that doesn't mean the musings will change to only quizzes; I'll continue posting stories, poems, write ups, and anything else from your suggestions.


And for extra info, just open one of my post links, and click on the 'Home' button above the posts. Then you'll be lead to the main page where on top there'll be three more pages: 'Home', 'Ideas', and 'Quizzes'.


In the Ideas page, you can tell me what post you want. And in Quizzes, you can tell me the type of quiz you want.


Well, I already have a few wishes to fulfill!


You've got all  I had to tell you. So, you won't stop with the reading, will you?

Well, I won't stop with the writing!


And don't forget to.....

Just read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and read and.......

It still goes on!

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  1. Your idea is good. Post the matter we will read read read read read.....

    Babu Thatha

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  2. You have repeated "read and read " nearly 41 times. It shows your stress on the importance of reading shriyandhaa. Very good. I will read and read...... I wish to read your posts and poems pl do it frequently for me. Expecting more from you. From Pushpa patti

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