DAY 358
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One year
One Year
One year One year
One year

Ya.aaaaa…aaaa..aaaa..a.a…….aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..a.a.a.a.a.aa.aaaaaaaaaaa..aaa.a.aaa.aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh !!!!

One year !

Some times exuberance overtakes everything else. Sometimes the enormity of a situation stifles all else. Sometimes a moment numbs one into silence. I am silent today. I am silent today in servility. In gratitude. In thankfulness. In affection and love.

I am silent today because I do not have enough words in my limited dictionary to express what this day means to me.

No one believed that this would last. No one believed that I would last. No one believed that any one would last. No one believed that the titles of the ‘DAY’ was right. No one believed that I wrote my blogs myself. No one believed that I was not paid to do this. No one believed that I do not moderate. No one believed that I find time to write. No one believed I would respond to comments. No one believed that I would tolerate abuse. No one believed that I would respond to criticism. No one believed that I would write this blog for other reasons than just to clarify and attack media. No one believed in me….

Except…

MY EXTENDED FAMILY…

I will not thank you for your faith, for you are family. I will not thank you for your love, for you are family. I will not thank you for your belief, for you are family. But I shall thank that unknown force that brought us all together here.

There were among you and still are , those that have shown uncontested and unbreakable love. I salute your devotion and respect. There were those among you that showed doubt and resentment, that showed your annoyance on happenings and events, but who on being corrected or made privy to fact, accepted fault and walked along with us. There were those among you that raised piquant questions and when not satisfied or disgruntled with response, left altogether. We shall miss you.

There were many among you that sought advice from me as an elder. There were many among you that advised me as a junior. There were those that corrected my thoughts, my language, my spellings and my grammar. There were those that followed me day in and day out in my pain and in my joy, in my achievements and disappointments. I may have slipped and faltered often. But you did not. You came up to my fallen self and urged me to get up and walk, run.

You came to me from different backgrounds and cultures. Religions and faiths. Never once did you ever impose yourself on me. Never once did you disapprove of the fair and balanced stand taken. Never once did you express disrespect.

You lauded my smallest gain. You overlooked my errors. You sang when I sang, you laughed when I laughed, you cried when I cried. You bore my physical pain and you enveloped the anguish of my emotion. You pushed me, provoked me, plodded me along and made me a figure of some importance. You fought my battles and my wars, you corrected me when I went wrong and smiled when I was right.

To you I dedicate this one year of connectivity. Without you I am nobody.

Tomorrow is another day; this day comes to an end..

Amitabh Bachchan

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