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Holiday!! (Blog marathon post 29)

Am on vacation!
At this beautiful spot. As I type this there is the soft patter of rain outside. Crickets chirping. And a lily pond-- with ducks in them. A million shades of green.
Peace, bliss and happiness.

The Internet is well--intermittent. So kindly forgive me for this very short post. I need to send this before the net goes again! (I wanted t post a photo but the net is toooooo slow)

Any guesses where I am? :)

I shall tell you the answer tomorrow---which incidentally will be the last post of this marathon :)
So bye for now---hope your day has been great as well!
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  3. No guesses. Seems you are enjoying at your best..!!! :)

    Do send the pics and name of the place..!!!

    Bit sad as well, as one more marathon comes to an end tomorrow..!!! :(

    Re-posting after correcting the typo errors..

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  4. I think any hill r mountain . waiting for your picture post Mam , Happy writing :-)

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  5. perhaps, you're at your mom's place, i remember your mentioning in one of your posts about the serenity &the peaceful aura that place beholds!
    it seems the marathon came to an end too soon.it became a ritual to read beautiful words everyday popping on my screen.but ask the writer who had to struggle thru every situation to keep up the expectations and challenge. thanku Preeti !

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  6. Awwww... the blog marathon comes to an end. So soon ??!!??!

    But thank you Preeti for writing from so hectic schedules that you have. Your writing inspires many, and you know that. For me, your blogs are like a sweet peep within myself as every post urges me to think something deep crusted within my soul over years and years. It rejuvenates me from the routine.

    Your lily pond took me to my last vacation which was at Jim Corbett National Park... i kept smiling and smiling and the lily pond helped me catch few of my sweet memories. Thanks once again. And yes, enjoy your vacation !!

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  7. Enjoy your holiday. You deserve it! It was a great month of reading the various posts and replying to them. :-) Thank you again for having the Blog Marathon!

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  8. enjoy ur holiday in Goa.. !! :)

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