I have been blogging now for over two years with nearly 900 posts.  There was a time when I was participating in the awards scene pretty prolifically.  Then I decided that though I was touched and honored by  the nominations from  people’s generous spirits, but  I had had enough and others should be nominated. I began to thank people for nominations, but to refuse the honor.   Yesterday, this Three Day Quote Challenge came from  Anjali and it hit my fancy.  All the old feelings of not wanting to hurt anyone’s feelings and uncertainty of whom to nominate came flooding back.  I am pushing all that stuff back and just jumping in !

RULES: 

Three Day Quote Challenge                                                                                                                   -Post one quote for three Days                                                                                                                     ( Quote may be your words or from another source. )                                                              –Nominate three bloggers each day to participate.                                                                         –Thank the blogger who nominated you 

Thank you Anjali at  https://anjalidhawan.wordpress.com

RULES OF THE CHALLENGE:

POST ONE QUOTE FOR THREE DAY – (YOUR QUOTE  OR ANOTHER’S WORDS)

NOMINATE THREE BLOGGERS EACH DAY TO PARTICIPATE

THANK THE BLOGGER WHO NOMINATED YOU.

HERE ARE MY NOMINATED BLOGGERS TODAY:

1.   https://keeppicturing.wordpress.com

2.  https://musingsovertea.wordpress.com

3.  https://bnbilfarohanoi.wordpress.com

Here is my QUOTE FOR DAY ONE: 

			“This is indeed India; the land of dreams and romance, of fabulous wealth and fabulous poverty, of splendor and rags, of palaces and hovels, of famine and pestilence, of genii and giants and Aladdin lamps, of tigers and elephants, the cobra and the jungle, the country of a thousand nations and a hundred tongues, of a thousand religions and two million gods, cradle of the human race, birthplace of human speech, mother of history, grandmother of legend, great-grandmother of tradition, whose yesterdays bear date with the mouldering antiquities of the rest of the nations—the one sole country under the sun that is endowed with an imperishable interest for alien prince and alien peasant, for lettered and ignorant, wise and fool, rich and poor, bond and free, the one land that all men desire to see, and having seen once, by even a glimpse, would not give that glimpse for the shows of all the rest of the globe combined.”—Mark Twain, Following the Equator, 1897