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new version of blogger... dunno if it'll help, cause my cause seems to be one of those lost causes you encounter everywhere...tried to "switch now" but somehow my login name didn't exist... after trying atleast a dozen times i decided to blame myself for having forgotten.. and then, god save google, i saw the link for logging in with my google username... such a relief after having thoughts about creating a new blog...not that this one seems to be doing much...

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Arthur Dent said…
ah!! so i finally found you and more importantly the fireworks; so turbulent and yet so synchronized; going inside your brain!! it seems you are making up for lost time. let me hazard a guess.. these posts were all along with you in your diary; you just found time to type it all!!

ps:- sorry if i have littered up your personal space..
December 25, 2006 at 1:43 AM
Swatibatra85 said…
hey thnx for de pics , i didn't have much time to read all this ,wen i'l go home thn i 'l surely read it thnx tc bye
March 26, 2007 at 4:49 PM
Swatibatra85 said…
hey 1 more thing i read tht paper tht u hve given 2 pradeep, it's gud n cool , i'l tel more fine tc peace
March 26, 2007 at 4:53 PM
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