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I started blogging sometime in 2011 wherein I had no clue about what to write, I only knew I had to write as I loved doing it and so was born my first blog – Memoirs of Me. After spending some 8 months on blogosphere I came across some amazing sites like blog adda, indiblogger and through them realised the world of book reviews. Though since childhood I had been a voracious reader I never knew my love for books could be transformed into something like this. I wrote my first ever poem when I was 11 years old and till few years back I only dreamt of being a poet (Well, about what I dream of being now is a long story!!). I had read somewhere, click more pictures someday you will be grateful you did that. Something in that statement struck a chord with me and since then I carry a camera with me 24 X 7.  A promise to someone very close that had passed away last year gave birth to daily thoughts and thus was born Reviews and Musings.

(C) Privy Trifles

There was a time when I was scared of reviewing a book solely because I feared I would not be able to do justice to it. Every time I hold a book in my hand for me more than anything else it denotes the efforts put in by the author in writing it and getting it published. This is the main reason why I can never write harshly / criticize any book here however it is. I might just skip reviewing it altogether than doing this. Many times it is not taken nicely but my grandfather explained it to me very eloquently. He said there is a reason a writer can never be a critic and a critic can never be a writer for a writer knows the pain that goes behind each word! That explained it all and since then there has been no looking back as I continue reading and reviewing.

Both my blogs are the two shades that I have as a person. One is about all the good and bright things of life while the other is the one I use to share my dark side, my fears and insecurities. Needless to say I love both of them as for me they are an integral part of my identity. In between these two blogs I share my love for everything I do from reading, photography, poems, thoughts, stories, social issues, letters etc etc. I believe each one of us is a two faced person having both the emotions properly defined within us waiting to come out and be expressed. For me, my blogs are a form of that expression. And if I need to give a reason for it, nothing better than these pictures match it:

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P.S:Well, the reason why I am saying all this today is, my blog completed a year on the 31st December and this was my dedication to it. (Better late than never!!)

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