Contact Me

Hey there! I'm Yashraj Talan I'm not on Whatsapp.
Writer, arrogant, dumb, freak.
Yashraj Talan...That's meee! :P
You can reach me on Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/yashitsme .
I am on Google+ - http://www.plus.google.com/+yashrajtalan .
My Twitter username is Dukhi Aatma(which in Hindi means Sad Soul) and you can follow me here(Don't worry, I am pretty awesome) - http://www.twitter.com/yashrt.
My email(spammers, hard luck)- yashrajtalan@gmail.com
My(well maintained) LinkedIn profile- https://in.linkedin.com/in/yashrajtalan
I'm on Pinterest too(bored already?) - https://www.pinterest.com/yashrajtalan/ 
My Skype username is yashrajtalan
My passwords are usually either areyoukiddingme?! or whyareyouevenreadingthislongpasswordwhenyouknowitisntreal?!

 I work at +The Vibrant Newborns. Err, here: The Vibrant Newborns on Facebook




My other blog is at Innovations . Why don't I write there anymore? The URL. Oh, and the name. Ugh.

 我是三语。

 Here's Google Translate for you- https://translate.google.com :)

 Fine print: I am single. Weird looking. Boring. Super busy. Don't have a life.

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