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My first author interview at iSahitya!

Finally I am following my dream of reading books and reviewing them! Remember my book review for Whispering Paths? It got published on iSahitya. And now my interview my with author, Sneha Subramanian Kanta is published as well. 

Do read the review  & the interview!

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  1. Jay Singh11 October 2012 at 17:25

    Wow, congrats Nikita :)
    Keep it up, hoping to see more of such things in the future :)

    Regards

    Jay
    http://road-to-sanitarium.blogspot.in/

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  2. Nikita Banerjee Bhagat11 October 2012 at 17:35

    @ Jay Singh

    Thank you!

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  3. Jack11 October 2012 at 19:31

    Nikita,

    Congratulations. Now I can say that I know a celebrity. Do contact me and let me know how do we plan bloggers meet. My id is in my profile.

    Take care

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  4. Sneha12 October 2012 at 08:39

    Thank you so much, Nikita. I am heartened indeed and this means a lot - thank you, a big thank you. Hugs too !

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  5. Nikita Banerjee Bhagat12 October 2012 at 09:19

    @ Jack

    Hehe! Are you on gmail? We should take the discussion to the next level now!

    @ Sneha

    :D Hugs to you too!

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  6. Jack12 October 2012 at 19:51

    Nikita,

    My mail id is in my profile, it is

    niceguy251@gmail.com

    Take care

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  7. PeaBee14 October 2012 at 19:21

    Hey there! Got your blog's link thanks to the IndiBlogger's meet.:D
    Awesome blog you've got here. Gonna follow you up! =)
    And congratulations!! :D

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  8. Shilpi Dutta14 October 2012 at 20:57

    Wonderful!! Congrats! we met @ flower arrangement table in indibloggers meet. do keep in touch http://shilp3005.blog.com

    Shilpi Dutta

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  9. Sneha17 October 2012 at 13:58

    Hey, No new post on the festivity?

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  10. Nikita Banerjee Bhagat17 October 2012 at 15:20

    @Peebee

    Thank you!


    @Shilpi Dutta

    Sure will!

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  11. Nikita Banerjee Bhagat17 October 2012 at 15:23

    @ Sneha

    Soon maybe... :)

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  12. Nikita Banerjee Bhagat17 October 2012 at 15:23

    @ Sneha

    Soon maybe... :)

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  13. magiceye27 October 2012 at 17:42

    Hey that is wonderful!

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  14. Nikita Banerjee Bhagat27 October 2012 at 19:23

    @ Magiceye

    Thank you! :D Do keep visiting!

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