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About Me:

Previously, the blog was known as paulOaries. A pen-name created by combining Paulo from one of my favourite writer Paulo Coelho and my sun-sign Aries. My surname and the first part of my name are in it too. Why do I have a capital O? Well, I have had an obsession with O. To sum it up I was Clueless.

I ended my blog posts with 'Thanking you to bear with me'. But not anymore, the blog is now called KhepiAri, which means Khepi means Lunatic and Ari means Enemy, or Mad Foe in Bangla. 

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