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I Begin Again!


 I wrote my first blog back in 2010--this blog was created back then! Can you believe -- it's been 14 years since. Time really flies and I can only hope that my dreams, goals and ambitions didn't fly along with it. 

Well, I had been wanting to come back to blogging since the past few months (talk about procrastination, my God!) and did a thorough research on what platform would be best to use. I wanted a one that would allow me an option for a mailing list--so that I can send my weekly blog entries to whoever out there would willingly listen / read my takes on life. But then, after much thought, I gave in to the idea of settling back to the platform I created as a young Samriddhi--that gave me such a voice back then when I felt like I had none. Not sure if I can have a mailing list here, I will try to find out. If not-- the age-old subscription notifications should do. But that's not the point. The point is that I am honoring my past younger self and continuing on her journey that she began with sparkly eyes and a lit up spirit. 

So, as I came back here to clean things up to start on my blogging journey again, I scurried through some of my old blog entries -- and got quite the glimpse of how my mind used to work -- or rather process things back then. Oh how naive! How childish. How un-empathatic (created this word just now) many a times. But also, how youthful. How innocent. How excited for the life that lay ahead. 

It is when I write that I truly get to hang out with myself-- and I feel sorry for myself for not allocating the time and the opportunity to do that for all these years. 14 years. That's more than a decade and almost half! Not anymore. 

I am giving a second go at this, and while I am not sure what topics I will write in or how my second inning of the blog version will be -- I do know this. I will be happy. The writer in me would be pleased. I would've taken out time to talk to myself and have a great time creating a space for me (and hopefully for many out there) to come and share a part of their lives too, to have a good laugh, or a good ol cry! I am here for it, and I can only hope you are too. 


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  1. DeeptiJuly 12, 2024 at 3:00 AM

    Wow! There again! I see your menifestation in different colours up close and that's what inspires me. I wonder what the book Samriddhi has in store... It must be quite something to be Samriddhi! Everything you do...I will be right there in your support! 🙏🙏💓💓💓

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