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A Liebster Award- yay!

So the in the last week I've had two nominations for the Liebster Award. So first up I want to thank Ashish and Ayushi for nominating me :) The award is essentially one given to you by your fellow bloggers for being the best blogger that they know because you are loved, as from Ayush's post it just means loved in German.
So yay!!

Part of the conditions for receiving the award is that you also 'Pay it Forward' after answering a few questions by yourself- as follows:


1. Post 11 things about yourself.. this bit is slightly awkward..so I'm winging it in the order of my thoughts'

- I'm Saro, and the name comes from one of my stories. I used to blog as SS prior to that
- The blog used to be called homogenized dreams, a fact that I'd forgotten myself until I saw some drafts
- I have a moral compass that swings like a compass, haywire. Hence, I am a big hypocrite.
- I have a dog that I love more than anything or anyone in this world
- I got him to feel loved, when I went through a difficult break up. And it paid off, bigtime
- I write because I like to write, and have always written, sometimes I surprise myself by writing something I never knew I thought/ felt
- I don't like attention, am scared of small spaces with no actual lighting and I prefer being a wallflower
- Professionally, that's the last thing I need to be, so I suppose I'm schizophrenic like that
- I'm open minded when it comes to what other people can do, and narrow minded when it comes to myself
- I'm truly running out of things to say here
- I believe the first rule about believing in freedom in speech, is to understand that other people may disagree with your thoughts and they may have thoughts that are different to yours, and to respect that, but also expect that respect from others...Pheww~done!

2. Answers to the questions my nominators set, I took 6 from Ashish and 5 from Ayushi :) 

Q: Who's your favorite author?
A:  If I had to pick just one, Stephen King

Q: What is your profession?
A: I am a Learning Facilitator

Q: Apart from blogging, your hobby?
A: Reading :) That's a stalwart, else my hobbies change every few months

Q: How many hours do you spend blogging?
A: Different during different weeks, but an hour a week on average

Q: What/Who inspired you to write?
A: Given that I started writing very early on, it was a mixture of sending letters to my cousin when we were living abroad and reading the book The Diary of Anne Frank, in school that inspired me to write

Q: Do you feel you could be a writer, in the near future?
A: As in have something published? Sure!

Q: What is the meaning of your name? Do you feel you're living up to it?
A: The meaning of my name is me. It doesn't tell me what I need to live up to, rather, I define it :)

Q: Which moment do you wish to live again and again?
A: If life is a chain filled with beads of moments, I'd live my whole life again, I guess.

Q: Are you happy with your profession and if yes why?
A: I am happy, because it pays the bills!

Q: Do you have a childhood dream you want to accomplish? If yes, what is it?
A: My only dream when I was a child was to be happy. How I wanted that happiness changed with age, and if I manage to keep myself happy, then yes, I consider it accomplished.

Q: In what way do you help the poor, apart from giving them money?
A: I don't think I help the poor. When it's an occasion to buy cards for, I always go looking for the ones made by children or the challenged. Or I buy food sometimes, when there's someone who's at the restaurant looking for someone to buy them food. I'd love to tutor some kids some day, to educate them

3. Choose 11 deserving nominees:

1. Jack
2. Hitesh
3. Akshay G
4. Flamesofthoughts
5. R-A-J
6. StaggMan
7. Richi Baidwan 
8. Maliny
8. Sujatha
9. TSK
10. A Rat
11. Harkirat

4. My Questions for you: 

1.If there is one person that you are ok with killing or getting killed, who would that be?
2. If you were given the option of naming a star, what would you name it?
3. What is the purpose of your blog?
4. What do you really dislike about other people's blogs?
5. When you saw this for the first time did the idea remind you of chain letters?
6. Who's the hotest male/female that you know- like know?
7. If you were given the option of publishing your blog in a book, e-book or otherwise, but not anonymously, would you?
8. As a blogger, what do you think about the freedom of speech?
9. What's more important- earning money or spending it?
10. If there was one lie that you wish your mother had told you, what would it be?
11. Does art imitate life or life imitate art?

5. I should now comment on everyone's post to let them know they've won a little appreciation today!
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Comments

ʞɐ said…
Congratulations on the Award.
Interesting write up.

Keep Writing. :)
Thank you for nominating me. :). Its feels 'Nirvana' when someone calls you- 'deserving' of nominations.
Maliny said…
Thankyou from the bottom of my heart saro ! keep coming back for more :) Also congrats on your award . .You deserve it girl . . keep writing . . :)
Afshan Shaik said…
Interesting read ;)
few days back I went thru the same exercise 1and had to think a lot
R-A-J said…
(taking a bow)


Thnx Saro fr considering moi for the award :)

I feel like Ben Affleck already :)


fc*klove
Akshay Kumar G said…
Congratulations on the award, Saro and thank you so much for nominating me. Honored. :)
Rat said…
Congratulations Saro. Great Going... I am happy and taking a bow for nominating me. :-)
Sujatha Sathya said…
thanks for the award and congrats on winning one :)

het can u pls remoce the captcha? pls
Maliny said…
Read my acceptance speech here :) http://www.malinymohan.com/2013/02/liebster-ceremony.html

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