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Notification


I have been informed by some of my friends and readers that there is a misunderstanding about some references made in the series of blog posts titled: Life Scrap, The memories from an accident. This is my memoir in which I intended to portray the day when a horrible bus accident occurred and I was narrowly saved from death.

I would like to make it clear that this blog or any of the posts made in it are never meant to be disgraceful to person(s) or places. If any such misunderstanding occurred, and anyone directly or indirectly involved with any of the references are hurt, I regret it truthfully and register my unconditional apologies on the matter.

It is therefore notified to all readers that all the posts in the memoir titled, Life Scrap will be removed until I analyze them for references or areas, direct or indirect—if any—that could have been taken as a harmful remark on any individual(s) or places.

With heartfelt regret and apologies,
The Indian Commentator
Anu Lal

Comments

Terri said…
Seems I'm two weeks behind...didn't see this post until today...hope it is resolved soon. And I am relieved that you you are doing well in your recovery from this horrific event.
Hugs
Tia
ANULAL said…
That was surely a misunderstanding. Thank you so much for your support Tia! I am doing well.
hugs,
Me Ho

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