A snail paced century

Hello friends! Glad to inform you that this is vaaman’s 100th post. It’s taken six years and considering that the second fifty took five of those six years, it has not just been nervous nineties but I guess it has been nervous 70’s, 80’s and 90’s. Though there could be multiple reasons as to why the blog could not have crossed the milestone much earlier, I would like to focus more on what this journey has meant to me. Seriously, the journey outshines any milestone!

As I mentioned in my 50th post, this blog has helped me express my thoughts freely to a larger demographic spread and helped me win new friends. As I was refreshing my memory by reading through the earlier posts, it gave me a great insight into what were the various thoughts and ideologies that I had and how they have shaped me into whatever I am today.

Vaaman helped me discover the blog poet in me (a clan equivalent in grade with a bathroom singer). The fact that I wrote about creating wealth than laying claim to a portion of the pie way back in 2006, vindicated my jump into entrepreneurship band wagon was not after all an overnight decision.

After the initial 60 odd posts, the entries have been sporadic at best and that has reflected in the reduced eyeballs as well. Though I keep promising that I will be more regular, it pains me that I have never been able to fulfill that. And the learning is that, I don’t promise higher frequency now either, but whatever deserves a mention will surely not miss out on some bytes in vaaman. A cursory analysis of the scribbling suggests that bulk of the content are on relationships, cities, politics and movies.

Thanks for all the comments and feedback all through these years. Looking forward to hear from you in future as well.

pyaar bhari maang :)

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