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    Forgive Me Dear Blogging Counsellors, I Don’t Have a Niche

    I once loved being called a blogger. Like “singer”, “songwriter”, and “poet”, “blogger” is a name I’d wanted etched on my personality. Blogging seemed like a forte, like some shield against the insults society hauls at unemployed graduates. The Facebook profiles of some friends are worth considering. Somehow, these job seekers get “gainfully” employed as CEOs of anything.com. While some people may consider this a sham, I do think otherwise. “Blogger” is hope- a new way of advancing an already stagnant life. The first set of blogs I read were online diaries. I stumbled into them during my penultimate year in the university. I was intrigued by how much people…