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Happy New Year - 2023!


Happy New Year, everybody!



Let us start the new 2023 with happiness, and continue it with happiness. 



Of course, this is NOT blog new year. This is the American traditional new year all of us celebrate on account of the completion of 1 whole revolution around the Sun. 



Let us burn the bad of 2022, and cherish the good of it, and prepare for whatever is to come next in 2023. Let us make resolutions, and become a better person, and make the world a better place to live. 



I want to satisfy all of you by writing better poems and stories. I will also fine-tune my behaviour and become more mature. I want to study better, and earn better marks than before.



Happy New Year!




Comments

  1. Best wishes to you Shriyandhaa and Shripradhaa. I love to read more poem and write up from you. Wishes to all your family.

    Babu Thatha

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  2. We wish all a Happy New year 2023. You have positive thoughts always and resolutions for the year may come true. We shall enjoy the whole year and further too with the grace of Guruvayur appan. Keep writing shriyandhaa. May God bless you
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. Hi dear our wishes to you for your future goals.❤️👍

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  4. We wish you all a happy and better 2023

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  5. Dear Shriyandhaa,
    Beautiful message for the New Year. Our Blessings to you for a very Happy New Year amd may all your wishes come true in 2023.

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  6. First of all my new year greetings and wishes to you,your Lil sister and your parents. You are certainly an amazing kid 👍whatta a simple and beautiful writeup abt New year .God bless you with brilliant academic records in dthe days to come🎊

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