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Write India Grand finale---and catch me live on Thursdays!

Just got back from Mumbai, from a really grand event which was the finale of the Write India, which had been going on for the past  11 months. In case you don't know what it is, you can watch the intorductory video:




The newspapers today carried the pics as well as the write-up. So I won't tell you about that. You can read about it here.

 


However, what I really want to tell you about is the incredible sense of camaraderie, kinship and the bond that all of us, authors felt. There is absolutely no rivalry between us. (contrary to what people may think). We are all such good friends. There was so much laughter and good spirit.

It was a very special evening. I am sharing with you a few pictures that speak for themselves.

Just before leaving for the event
Madhuri Banerjee and me.
Durjoy Datta, Amish and me sharing something very funny.

On stage with Amish. Ashwin, Ashwin and Ravi Subramanian

With Ravinder Singh

With Amish

Durjoy and me.

Madhuri, Kiran manral and me




You can see more photos HERE.

And now--something important that I want to share with you. The response I got for my last LIVE video was phenomenal.  Many of you wanted me to do this more often. And so, my team has come up this concept of Thoughtful Thursdays.


So login tomorrow. I will be live. Please check my FB author page for exact time. If you have already liked my page, then point your cursor to 'like' button and hover over it. You will see a window pop-up with options. Tick 'see first' in your newsfeed, so you don't miss the notification of the time.

See you all tomorrow.
Goodnight folks.
Lots of love
Preeti
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Comments

  1. Your genuine smile is already giving evidance that you enjoyed a lot!
    You are looking beautiful ma'am :-)
    watched your live session's video too. It was surely something useful.
    Do visit my blog - lifeisyourpreciousgift.blogspot.com

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    1. Thank you CS..I definitely will :)

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  2. I love the gorgeous pictures and you looking so beautiful. I just finished Why Do We Love The Way We Do and totally love it. It's a must and mature take on relationships that everyone should read.

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    1. Can you drop me your email please?

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  4. Wow! Looking lovely as always, Preeti! Thanks for sharing. Am sure it was an awesome trip to Mumbai and to make it more wonderful, you could meet all your friends too.

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