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WRITING

Hello friends,

Do you think writing an article is like shooting  fish in a barrel? I personally believe, it is a herculean task but at the same time it is very very interesting job. Once you fall in love with writing,you always will feel travelling in the heaven. Sometimes I  do get frustrated while writing but I Manage to keep myself cool.Writing demands a lot of concentration.

I wrote an article on" IS INDIA INDIA TODAY" today .I ,really had to concentrate hard.Selection of words while writing is a key factor.Sometimes you may find it diificult to pick the words but you have to accept the challenge and go on with cool and calm brain.


 While writing, I learnt that if one wants to become an author of ENGLISH,then one  must have the bank of not only words but also humorous,interesting and emotional words with a creative brain.

Friends, my intention was not to define WRITING.I am not capable of defining any word and giving my own philosophy as I am a new born baby in the field of writing.I just wanted to share my experience I gained while writing the blogs.

 In the end ,I would not hesitate to say that writing is indeed an interesting job.
See you soon on the blog with fresh idea and thought.Thank you for reading my blog


BYE BYE and TAKE CARE


   

                                                                                                                                                                                   
                             


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