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Celebrating a double dhamaka!

Today is my 200th post in two years of blogging and incidentally it also my blog's second birthday, so its a double dhamaka!

Two years of blogging seems like an incredible journey. I've loved the journey so far and would want to continue as much as I am able to. Writing has been a wonderful discovery for me. It has allowed me to explore the various sides to me as a person and with every expression of thought, I've been able to relate to myself better. And, this is just one side to the story. The other side is the treasure trove of reading that is available. The amount of learning I've had by reading so many wonderful and knowledgeable bloggers around has kept me grounded and craving to learn more.

I wouldn't have arrived at the 200th number so fast had it not been for this marathon. I began this marathon with a lot of doubts. I never thought I'd last this long. And, I have only you, the entire team of marathon bloggers, to thank from the bottom of my heart. Without the enthusiasm and encouragement of the team, I don't think I could have found the motivation and energy to post every single day. I know, this sounds like the closing post and it is a little premature for it. However, the occasion demands it and I want to tell you guys how much I've enjoyed your company. The friendly banter and easy camaraderie shared between all of us has been the driving force for me. You guys are lovely people and even more lovely writers- every one of you.

So, lets all rock together!



  1. Whoohoo....happy blog-o-versary :D. May we get to read a lot from you. Cheers!!

  2. Ohhh Happy 200th and Anniversary !! That's a lovely coincidence, and I know this is nowhere near your last, Marathon blogging and otherwise, we have a lot more stuff to discuss ;).

  3. Yay!!! Congrats on the double whammy..and more to go.

  4. WOW..congratulations and celebrations!!

    :)'s hoping for many more such hundreds and blogoversaries to be celebrated!!

  5. Congrats Uma!!!!

    And your blogathon is going great...cheers:-))!!!!

  6. yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy yessssssssssssssssss congrats on the double century

    chakk te phatteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee yayyyyyyyyyyy


  7. congrats Uma...keep blogging, soon u will discover, u want to share even if u don't get comments...and u will be so happy when u end/start a day with blogging that it becomes a habit and then an addiction :))

  8. 200 blogs! Uma, you're an inspiration! Congrats!

  9. Cheers to this. And Best for many more!

  10. Hearty congratulations on reaching this milestone

  11. Wonderful milestones, Uma! Wish you many more such in the future. And here's wishing you a very happy new year too.

  12. Happy blog-versary Uma :)

    You are rocking the end of the year :)

  13. ohoo.. double dhamaal.. congo, iam waiting for my 100th post!

  14. Belated wishes on the double dhamaka :)

  15. Congratulations and here's to many more wonderful milestones, Uma! Wish you a very happy new year.

  16. Congratulations and here's to many more wonderful milestones, Uma! Wish you a very happy new year.

  17. Congratulations to one of my favorite bloggers!!! Wish you many more such milestones

  18. Congrats Uma!! Keep writing!! Wish you many more such milestones.. :-)

  19. Congratulations Uma! I am a fan of your blog. I really wish your blog the very best... may your fingers eep typing good words and string them into wonderful sentences! :)

  20. @ All
    Thank you so much for the kind words and good wishes. It really means a lot!! :-)))))


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