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Monday, February 27, 2012

Bits and Pieces


I stretch my fingers,
But mind says 'No';
Voice of my loved ones,
Trails me as an echo.
Persuading my heart,
To sway away from phone;
Keep it down,
You live in a different time zone.
Different time zone,
I fumble in my thoughts.
Morning, noon and night;
I am out of sorts.
It's perfect here,
Too perfect for me,
Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri.
Drowning in the timeline,
Submerging in seven vast oceans.
No distance in the world,
Can cause this massive erosion.
A part of me, my soul,
Never left my house courtyard.
If ever you want to collect me, my pieces,
You know from where to start...

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223 comments:

  1. You stun me with your words Saru! Such beautiful thoughts...Lovely!

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    1. I can say the same for you, Upasana. You are an artist with words, coming from you it is a huge compliment. Thank you!

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  2. Saru, it's simply Huge..
    Wish Triumph success.BOL

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  3. This one is very different and profound, Saru! To borrow one of your phrases "loads to dig in here" :-)

    Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri.
    Drowning in the timeline,
    Submerging in seven vast oceans.
    No distance in the world,
    Can cause this massive erosion.


    *applauding* :-)

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    1. LOL...I don't have much to say most of the times and my favorite lines come to rescue. Thank you for reading and complimenting...:) :) :)

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  4. Fabulous Saru!.Thoughts beautifully worded.

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  5. Beautiful, profound and imaginative flow of thoughts Saru. I reckon how you make your simple words sound so deep and true! Sometimes I wish there could be soft music playing with your posts so that I can witness the virtual reality! :D

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    1. You can play Mozart in the other tab if you want Rachit. Thanks for such a beautiful comment. I don't have as good vocabulary as you and that's why I use limited words I have access to...And, I'm blessed that you appreciate them...:)

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  6. Stunning! When you collect your pieces,you know from where to start! How subtle and yet so honest and strong :)

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  7. Wow , wonder always how you come up with such beautiful lines .

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    1. :) What to say Dhirij! Thank you for reading and admiring my poems:)

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  8. thoughtful... i was all drown into the beauty of your words.. :)

    Weakest LINK

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  9. We can roam all around the world, but the heart lies in our homes, with the family and friends..
    You should publish these.. These are amazing.. reminds me of my English classes in school, each poem a beauty

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    1. True, home is the best place in the world, home is where you have family and friends.

      Thanks a ton Jenny for an encouraging comment...:) I want to publish my poems but I feel I have wait for the right opportunity.

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  10. The last four lines are in a different league altogether. Amazing how you can make such simple words seem so beautiful and meaningful. Hope that phone call you made to your loved ones made you smile. :)

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    1. I call them everyday but still I feel I am not connected. Distance can have a damaging effect on you. Thank you Akshay for all the lovely comments. :) :) :)

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  11. Saru,such profound WORDS and so strongly rooted to the reality.
    You have told beautifully, from where to start:)

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  12. Excellent poem. Fine expression, especially: "too perfect for me like dead flowers adorned as potpourri". Even "sway away from the phone". Too good...

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    1. That's my favorite line from the poem. Thanks a ton for reading...:)

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  13. A part of me, my soul,
    Never left my house courtyard.
    If ever you want to collect me, my pieces,
    You know from where to start.................very true , nicely crafted ......<3 <3 <3 <3..:))))))

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  14. Aw it hurts.. Very profound lines, Saru! :)<3

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  15. wow.. its so amazing.. The last 4 lines are breath taking.. u just rock with ur words Saru..

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  16. Lovely! Last 4 lines are the best...brings out the pain.

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    1. Thank you...Last four lines were the most difficult to write, wanted to end it on a high but simple note...

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  17. My interpretation of this poem is a person who is away from home, away from loved ones, and is stull trying to get connected but is held back because of so many factors!
    I loved the repetition and the amazingly put last two lines! :)

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    1. Your interpretation is right and thank you for liking it :) :) :)

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  18. A very lovely poem! Well done with words. And I like that dramatic picture very much:-)

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    1. Thank you and the picture is the promotional poster of a bollywood movie...:)

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  19. this is so touching...living abroad is not always as rosy as it seems..heart yearns for family and loved ones..very true :)

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  20. now this made me cry, i miss my home now ..we leave ourselfs back home ..
    have you listened to this song

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96-P6eUjHXE&feature=player_embedded

    listen to it or if that does not work have a look at

    http://mannbikram.wordpress.com/2011/04/03/musical-monday-9-my-home/

    LOVEd this poem well done and thank you
    Bikram's

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    1. I cried when I wrote the beginning of the poem. Thanks a ton for the link. I will read it...:)

      Thank you once again for reading and loving it Bikram...:)

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  21. saru ma'am ye poem tau beautiful honi hi thi Kyunki ye zazbaat kisi aur ke nahi
    Sirf tumhare hai
    Magar kitne log aise hai yahan
    Jo tumhari tarah, karna chahte hai apno se kuch
    Dil ki baat
    Par phone uthate hi
    Shayad unko bhi sunai deti hai
    Yehi ek awaaz
    Mein abhi utha hoon yahan par
    Lekin wahan Ho chuki hogi
    Ek kaali raat...

    Loved the way u write it..superb!

    Keep rocking n keep shocking:):):)

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    1. You expressed some pain and reality in those simple words. Thank you for reading Mithlash...:)

      BTW, thanks for writing the lines:)

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  22. Loved the title and last two lines..
    The flow that your poems have is unmatched.. :)

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  23. This one moved me like no other. It reminded me of the vacuum I feel when I miss home so badly. And as usual, the beauty in your words and the emotions they evoke are unparalleled. :)

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    1. Missing home is terrible. We know this feeling...:(

      Thank you for such a lovely comment Raj, means a lot coming from a profound writer like you...:)

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  24. very different way of writing, different time zone..

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  25. nostalgic???
    perfect words :) loved it

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    1. Nah...just feel like this at times...

      Thank you for reading and commenting Sub...:)

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  26. This one really touched my heart. You reflect the feelings of those who stay away from home so well with words, many can feel it but very few can words so perfect describe that feeling.

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    1. It is extremely difficult at times. We only have every materialistic thing here. Thank you for writing a lovely comment...:)

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  27. Ah! How mature can one's writing be.. Believe me.. I never read poems with such enthusiasm before. You are a magnet!

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  28. Loved it Saru .. It's nostalgic...

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  29. Truly! Loved it!! ...have felt like that so many times...

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  30. I love this Saru, it's amazing!! I love all your words here..:) Hugs and kisses..:) Muaaaaahhhh!!! one more please... :) I really love it and enjoy reading it again and again..:)

    Thanks!! God bless..:)

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  31. very beautiful !

    i could relate to this post while i was away from home for 2 years!

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    1. Staying away from home can be devastating...Thank you Rahul and hope Savita's dream project is going fine...:)

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  32. Amazing yaar!! And by the way, the 'bits and pieces' part of it was huge!! :)

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    1. Yeah literally :)

      Thank you Binu for reading...:)

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  33. This is so profound! I don't usually comment on poetry since I do not understand it usually, but this was fantastic! Most NRIs would be nodding their heads assenting. You do have a way of putting those ,meaningful words in lyrically. Kudos.

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    1. I like the line about NRIs nodding their heads. Felt as if I conveyed what I wanted to...:)

      Thank you Richa for reading and for such a beautiful comment...:)

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  34. You know its beautiful. I simply second it and everyone who said the same :)

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  35. Darn! Saru....Darn!!

    Loved this one. After a good long time I felt, you can beat some of the popular ones of yours. For the win, this.

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    1. Thank you...Glad you liked this one...:) :) :)

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  36. Wow this was extremely painfully beautiful.

    Loved the words, the hurt and the pain. Mindblowing.

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    1. Thank you Soumya and welcome back after a long long time...:)

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  37. 'East or west home is the best. Nothing comforts you like your sweet home. Emotions nicely delivered through words. Nice & clean............

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    1. Thank you Ram. Home is indeed the best...:)

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  38. Home is were the heart is...good One Saru (as usual)

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  39. Loved the post especially the last two lines.:) Don't mind but I was not able to correlate the pic and poem.

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    1. Thank you for noticing my misery. I searched for days and couldn't find a relevant picture. This is the best which named my country in a subtle way. This is actually a Chak De India promotional poster.

      Thank you liking the poem...:)

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  40. You echo my feelings, but it is a little different with me currently. Touching Saru..it left me teary eyed :')

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    1. Ah! sorry for that. Would it be any relief if I say I cried when I wrote the opening lines...:(

      Thank you Pooja for reading...:)

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  41. i had to read it twice to understand it...:)
    but totally worth it :)

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    1. Really, what was missing? Was there a disconnect or anything else?

      Thank you for making the effort and liking it :) :) :)

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    2. no, not the disconnect...little heavy for me the first time...

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    3. btw, I could connect with this a lot better coz i am literally ur neighbor :)...outside India, I think we are lucky to be in NJ...hail the Patel stores and Edison restaurants :)

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    4. We are indeed very lucky to live in a place where we get a lot of Indian stuff. BTW, don't you think all these stores should give us free stuff for advertising them...:)

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    5. I wish....but with the number of Indian people in NJ, I don't see that happening ever! They will go bankrupt yar...

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    6. No, they should do. They have earned a lot selling Indian groceries at high prices. It is the time to give back to the society...:D

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  42. great great....i think people feel that when they are away from home, you put it so beautifully in words...
    it is creating the empathising feeling in me...

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    1. We feel like that on many lonely days...Thank you Chetan:)

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  43. Saru such beautiful words thank god i am home else i would have surely felt home-sick ... cheers

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    1. Thank God Sangeeta...:) Thanks again for reading and appreciating the meaning of the poem...:)

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  44. It would be great if we all had the same time zone! I remember living in Georgia, it was hard to call all my family here in Nebraska. It's really hard if they live somewhere really far away.

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    1. It is very difficult...Adjusting and finding the right time to call them...

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  45. i was thinking how nicely you fitted in a tricky word like 'potpourri' into the poem but when i read the line "you can collect me, my pieces" i forgot it. its one awesome line and for no apparent reason reminded me of the song "Mera kuch samaan..." heard that song?

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    1. Yeah, it sounds similar. Of course, I know the song Sujatha. We are one crazy couple, we not only watch movies, we dissect every part of it. We analyse songs as well.

      Thank you for noticing the word. I came up this line just like that but later when I dissected, I appreciated the use of that word. I am a narcissist too :P

      Thanks again for reading...:)

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  46. A Wonder with words..
    beautifully made....
    --Dee..

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  47. Saru... brilliant yet again.. Hope these get down in a book soon:)

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    1. Fingers crossed for that Kajal and thank you for reading...:)

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  48. Words are knitted together beautifully.

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  49. you know saru . . i read you mostly via indiblogger . . n wen i do that i promote ur post ryt away even without reading it , sure i read your post then, otherwise i woudnt have written this comment. . but it comes second . .coz i know how good your post is going to be . . every time . . keep up d great work :)

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    1. That is so sweet of you Maliny...You are among few doctors I love:) :) :)

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  50. Simple, crisp and clear. I liked
    " Too perfect for me,
    Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri"

    Thanks for sharing

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    1. Thanks a lot for reading and commenting:)

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  52. loved these lines..

    Like dead flowers adorned as a potpourri.
    Drowning in the timeline,
    Submerging in seven vast oceans.
    No distance in the world,
    Can cause this massive erosion.
    A part of me, my soul,
    Never left my house courtyard.
    If ever you want to collect me, my pieces,
    You know from where to start...

    emotions rise high as i read ur words...
    as if i felt every pain u dealt in ur world .. :)

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    1. Lovely couplet in the end...:) :) :)

      Thank you so much!

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  53. What can I say.It is such an amazing out pour!! :) Love it.

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  54. Your words are deep. Drowned and relieved. Thank you.

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  55. A part of me, my soul never left my courtyard! Excellent, truly remarkable choice of words

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  56. very touching poem...it is not only the people, but even the house we left behind.--it's memories torture us.

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    1. True Indu...Thank you for reading :)

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  57. so touching Ms.Saru..I love the last words..If ever you want to collect me, my pieces,You know from where to start..truly heartfelt!

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    1. Thank you so much Sie for a lovely comment...:)

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  58. Wow!! U inspire me with ur beautiful words.

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    1. Awww thats so sweet of you. Hope you are better now...

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  59. "a part of me never my house courtyard" - You carry your home in your heart :) Touching, as always, Saru :)

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    1. Yeah but I wish I can be physically close to my loved one. Thanks a lot for your comment Ananya...:)

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  60. Loved this one a lot.. I could hear your feelings... Very touching, Saru..

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  61. Aisa desh hai mera, and I don't know if you chose the picture deliberately (which I think you did) because I see the Tri Colors in it too :)

    Nice post!


    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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    1. Yeah, I did on purpose. Couldn't get a picture relevant to this post and liked the subtle way in which it shows our country's flag.

      Thank you for reading!

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  62. I must be honest here. For once, and for no fault of yours, I can't connect to the post. Blame it on my schedule. In spite of being 9+ hours behind home, I have more or less been living on IST. It's close to 1am now and my day has just started :)

    Anyway, there's an award I would like to pass onto you.(http://interstate42.blogspot.com/p/updates.html)

    You have no idea how much this blog has helped me in retaining my sanity over the last few months. Thanks again :)

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    1. You have a touch schedule. Thank you for passing on the award. Truly honored after reading what you wrote about the blog...:) :) :)

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  63. beautifully expressed...loved the way you presented your expressions in words... :)

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  64. i really like the melancholia expressed in these words. sometimes you feel such strong connect with places which are not your home as well. I remember feeling miserable when i had to move out of a place where i was posted for a good year. Part of you does indeed never leave the place.

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    1. I agree, we have strong connection with places as well, specially if we like it. Thank you for reading Nimish!

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  65. Beautiful Poem Saru jhi :).
    Very neatly penned down. Too Good.
    Good choice of words :).

    Lovely. Just lovely.

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    1. Thank you so much dear...Welcome here:)

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  66. "A part of me, my soul,
    Never left my house courtyard.
    If ever you want to collect me, my pieces,
    You know from where to start..."
    Says it all...
    Wonderfully expressed.

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    1. Thank you so much Sir, means a lot coming from you!

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  67. Different Time Zones have affected me too. With my sister and cousins in different parts of the world, I can't just pick my phone and call them when I want to!
    "A part of me, my soul
    Never left my house courtyard"
    Wonderful :-)

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    1. I understand, it sounds as a luxury to call anytime you like. Thank you for reading Ash...:)

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  68. Those are gripping closing lines. It is difficult to divorce your early life, especially if you've had a contented one. It makes a vital part of you.

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    1. True, you can't forget and move on. I love my country and everything related to it. Thank you for reading...:)

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  69. Came back to your blog after a long time. Well composed, but you already know that.

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    1. Thank you for reading Abhra and welcome back!

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  70. heartbreakingly beautiful :)

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  71. lovely poem, and the site design is awesome..neat, clean and focusing on the content

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    1. Thanks for reading and noticing the design. Welcome here:)

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  72. You word weaver. You are my favorite.

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    1. You are saying so... My moment of glory....:)

      Thank you Zeba!

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  73. the last 2 lines brought an impact of a 100-page emo-novel...
    mind-blowing piece !!

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    1. That's so sweet of you to say. Thank you Jyoti...:)

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  74. You have been Awarded the "Lovely Blog Award" @ http://b00kr3vi3ws.blogspot.in/2012/03/lovely-blog-award.html

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    1. Congratulations on the award and thank you for passing on to me...:)

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  75. lovely words...

    thanks for visiting my blog

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    1. Thank you and it was a pleasure looking at those shots...

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  76. Your beautiful words are stealing m heart.

    I am remembering the song

    अ मेरे बिछुडे वतन,अ मेरे प्यारे वतन
    तुझ पे दिल कुर्बान .....

    Thanks Saru.

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    1. It's beautiful song, Lata Mangeshkar has given life and emotions to its lyrics. Thank you for reading and sharing your views.

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  77. Amazing Saru.. Your words simply describe life in a different meaning.. I am not sure if this is defining Loneliness, but if is, stunned...!!

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    1. It is about loneliness which comes from living far from your motherland. Thanks for reading and for your comment:)

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  78. Saru, I have subscribed to your blog by email and still I am not getting updates !! I hate technology.

    Ok coming to the post.... Its a beautiful poem. Takes one back in time. Immediately after I read your poem, I was thinking about my childhood and some time which I spent away from around here. Thank you for taking us all back to what actually was a good time... :)

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    1. Thank you Mishraji for such kind words. Good old days...*Sigh*

      About email updates, I checked it and it's working fine...Can't say what went wrong when you subscribed...:(

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  79. wonderfull lines!!!!
    very sensitive too!!!

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  80. Do I read a yearning for returning back to the motherland? Beautiful verses!!

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  81. 'A part of me, my soul,
    Never left my house courtyard.
    If ever you want to collect me, my pieces,
    You know from where to start...'

    This is my second visit here to read this post.. That's the better way to appreciate your words Saru!

    'A part of me, my soul ~ what a beautiful way to write poetry.... | You know from here to start... Your words went inside my heart..' Thanks for blessing this..

    Someone is Special

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    1. That's so nice of you. It means a lot to be appreciated by you.

      Thanks for those visit and for your kind words :)

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