Those Were The Days
Monday morning. A day when one would be expected to be awake early morning. No, not me. I got up at 9 a.m. The bliss of getting up late, with no plans for the day, is in the least, unexplainable.
Sunday, 29 July 2018
Those Were The Days
Has a lot to say about everything. But says nothing. Writes all of that instead. You might find anything in her blogs- from helpful knowledge to complete opinionated stuff, completely depending on her mood on the day she writes.
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