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Theme Reveal ~ A to Z Challenge #26DaysOfWhat



I know this is a last minute theme reveal but I had to do this post in order to keep myself motivated for this years April A-Z blogging challenge. Last year, I went the no-theme way and wrote on a number of crazy and cool stuff. I got a chance to read some beautiful blogs and got acquainted to some lovely people from across the planet. How cool is that? :) 

 Last year's was a random reminiscence of blogging and this year is going to be an exciting, sweaty, fun-filled, poetic and sweet jolly ride with my theme - 26 days of Summer!!! 

I just cant wait to get started!!! I bring to you a simple and poetic 26 days of summer with things that reminds me of summers, all things summer. Here goes my theme reveal poem. Hope you like it! :)




The challenge begins tomorrow! Do read and share your summer experiences with me :)

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  1. pamlovesbooksMarch 31, 2016 at 9:41 AM

    Good luck with the challenge. You can do it!

    Pam Margolis
    An Unconventional Librarian

    Co-Host, Blogging from A to Z April Challenge
    http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com

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  2. SGMarch 31, 2016 at 10:05 AM

    Best of luck with the Challenge. I look forward to reading them.

    26 days of summer? Only 26 days? I thought in Tamilnadu it is 365 days of summer. Only 3 seasons. Hot, Hottest, Murder. (That was an attempted joke.)

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    1. UnknownApril 1, 2016 at 7:06 AM

      hahahahahaha!! I love this interpretation of summer of yours. Although, I am a victim of many such murders, I want to believe in a perfect summer which lasts just for a short period :)

      thank you so much for being an earnest reader!! it definitely inspires me :)
      I have all your post notifications saved. Will get to it very soon :)

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