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Happy 4th Birthday, Shriyandhaa's Space!

 


4 years ago, on the 23rd of August, my mom looked at my notebook of small poems and typed out a few letters on the keyboard and hit the publish button.


And just like that, Shriyandhaa's Space started existing. And ever since, I've been filling it with amusing poems, stories, write-ups and other chatter. 


And I've progressed from 4-lined gibberish to 2 paragraphed rhymes to decent poems to whatever I write now. And I'm happy about it.


I'm also glad that for 4 years the same people have been constantly encouraging me and motivating me and stopping me from giving up. I might be thinking right now that I've come a long way, but this is only the start. There's still a long journey ahead. And there always will be, as long as there's more to discover and learn.


Four years ago today,

Four hundred posts this day,

Two times four is this month,

Innumerable musings yet to play.


A small collection in a small book, 

A big blog on the big Internet,

An infinite joy in this world,

There are thousands more to write about yet.


From gibberish to lines,

From the ground to the sky,

From nature and colours

To emotions and others,

This might be a short way,

But to celebrate the small things,

This is the day.


For these four years, I've enjoyed my time,

By filling it in with poems and fun,

Let's aim for infinite years to stay,

And wish Shriyandhaa's Space Happy Birthday!!!


Comments

  1. AparajithaAugust 23, 2024 at 6:25 PM

    It always feels good to read your words, Shriyandhaa
    Keep making people feel good 😊

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  2. Shyamala NAugust 23, 2024 at 6:27 PM

    Happy 4th Blog-versary to you my chellam!! This blog indeed speaks volumes about your beautiful growth as a writer , poetess, story-teller!! I am never ceased to be amazed at the intricacies of your posts - they’re full of perspective and it’s very hard to believe that they’ve been conceived in the mind of a small little 11 year old as yourself! I am very sure that this is just a start and I really wish to see you emerge as a proclaimed author some day! Your Amma Appa, Paatis and Thathas are your biggest cheerleaders and their encouragement and blessings will ensure that this blog space celebrates its silver, golden, platinum anniversary, kanna!!

    Keep writing , pattu! I am really excited to see what all is yet to come out of the magician’s hat that your blog space is!!
    Loads of love to you kutty!! ❤️ ❤️

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  3. AnonymousAugust 23, 2024 at 9:30 PM

    Super Shriyan!!! Way to go dear 😍❤️💐

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  4. AnonymousAugust 23, 2024 at 9:55 PM

    Its truly a milestone day. But, miles to go .....

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  5. Babu thathsAugust 23, 2024 at 11:17 PM

    Babu Thatha

    Congrats for completing 4 th year of your blog. Your article poems and stories are fresh and had come out through experience. Good luck.continue good work.

    Babu thatha

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  6. AnonymousAugust 24, 2024 at 3:15 PM

    Wow! That's amazing Shriyandhaa! You are right; this is barely the beginning. I definitely must learn more from you :)

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  7. Subhashree AuntyAugust 24, 2024 at 4:13 PM

    Great Shriyandhaa....Your friend's mom also published a book of your collections and I purchased it from Amazon ...Continue writing dear...Let this journey continue for 40 years and more....Best Wishes

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  8. AnonymousAugust 24, 2024 at 4:50 PM

    Belated happy blog anniversary Shriyan darling. Wonderful write up. Congratulations and best wishes for many more success. Love you

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