Its not JUST a blog

I've spent the most memorable moments here...

I've laughed out loud when writing about my weird dramatic dreams. 

I've cried when writing about the most fateful incident of my life.

I've giggled when writing about my college days. 

I've felt stupid when writing about my first day in college.

I've felt enlightened when writing about my thoughts on life.

I've felt mysterious when questioning myself on fate and destiny.

I've felt patriotic when writing about our country- the national anthem, the national song and the tri color national flag.

I've felt proud... I've felt the grief, the sorrow and the frustration when writing about the brave soliders/policemen who fought against terrorists during the 26/11 attacks in Mumbai.

I've felt the sorrow, the helpless-ness, the desperateness when I wrote about my cousin  and my friend who are now with our heavenly father.

I've felt inspired when writing about great strugglers- their life and the controversies they've faced.

I've felt agitated when writing about the gossip-mongers.

I've felt responsible when writing about our country's politics.

I've felt the happiness enter me as I wrote about my hobbiess, my interests....

I've felt the anger when writing about how my penny-less wallet was stolen in college.

I've felt attachment arise in me as I wrote about my loved ones.

I've rolled on the floor laughing when writing about some hilarious jokes I came across on the internet.

I've just felt awesome, wonderful and everything nice in this universe every time I write about the real Shwetha and her true feelings in here.

... And they say "It's just a Blog.." !!?!