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Policies of MYTIMEINDIA is pretty simple to understand.

Here I post whatever my brain creates, However following points lists the important highlights of what I do take care of and what this sites focuses on:

1. I create genuine content however if I take some image or video from somewhere I do give the credit or references to them.

2. There is no abusive language used anywhere and I request users to not use so in comments.

3. This blog is all about the philosophy, stories, poems, talks about nation, spirituality and lot more the soul purpose it so share my thoughts and views with the readers.

4. Please do not spam the comments and use any type of abusive words on any of the page.

5. You are most welcome to share or link to our content, however don't use the content in a way that violates the copyright policies, i.e. don't present this content as your own creation.

6. we don not require registration from user or we do not send any type of mail asking for personal or professional information of any kind. However you may use your google profile for the comments on the post.

7. We may place adds on the website.

8. There is no pornography or content which may be improper for under 13 age group.

9. We don't promote any type of religious views however my personal view may reflect in any of the post.

10. We are here to serve and I may use this blog to promote my other blogs.

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