Dear Blog,
Yesterday was your birthday. One year has passed since I gave birth to you. I didn't forget your birthday. I am just fashionably late. You were born out of my thoughts and desire to have you and own you with intent to give space to my expressions. I had and have words to express myself but just needed a space of my own where I could write you down and share them with people with similar and dissimilar ideas. I made you, designed you, filled you with my impressions, outlook, perspectives, viewpoints, beliefs, and ideas and completed one year of my life with you. Not that I devoted my entire year to you, but you were with me throughout the year giving vent to my frustrations and sentiments, when I had no one to share my opinions with. You were passionately receptive but not responsive. But thanks to be with me for the past one year and I sincerely hope that our association remains and retains itself over a long span of time.
Yesterday was your birthday. One year has passed since I gave birth to you. I didn't forget your birthday. I am just fashionably late. You were born out of my thoughts and desire to have you and own you with intent to give space to my expressions. I had and have words to express myself but just needed a space of my own where I could write you down and share them with people with similar and dissimilar ideas. I made you, designed you, filled you with my impressions, outlook, perspectives, viewpoints, beliefs, and ideas and completed one year of my life with you. Not that I devoted my entire year to you, but you were with me throughout the year giving vent to my frustrations and sentiments, when I had no one to share my opinions with. You were passionately receptive but not responsive. But thanks to be with me for the past one year and I sincerely hope that our association remains and retains itself over a long span of time.
Your sensitive blogger,
Abeer Ray 
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