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My stuff...my nonsense.. Can you write your own??

It was a horrible day yesterday. A friend told me that another 'friend' had copied two of my blogs on fb, word to word, without editing.

She even managed to pull off few compliments. All this, without an iota of guilt. So, I had to go through the ordeal of export-import-delete my blog, and create a new template, an id, a blog name, blog address. Phew! It's not easy to just move from an address I have been using since last 3 years. And everything in just couple of hours. Then had to share the link with my friends, add the links that I read to my reading list.

All this trouble because, some person decides to just copy.

I do not, I repeat DO NOT under any circumstances, claim to be a 'writer'. I am a very simple woman, who has been sharing her views in writing. Blogging has provided me the space, the freedom to just type down my thoughts, feelings and expressions. Its like a friend, who is a great listener and non judgmental.

I dont care, if I write something which makes sense, or if it is complete nonsense. Whatever it is, its mine. You can't just copy it.

How long does it take for someone to pen down their thoughts? Go ahead, write what you feel, don't paste someone's else's feelings, purely because, they do not belong to you.

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