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  1. Sreedhar BhattaramDecember 2, 2015 at 10:17 AM

    So nicely worded, Saru.. Truly the symbolic expression of shallowness in Relationship!

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  2. Dr. Priyanka Shanbhag ShroffDecember 2, 2015 at 10:22 AM

    Summed up SO well in five lines!

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  3. Ravish ManiDecember 2, 2015 at 10:22 AM

    Deep thought in simple words beautifully presented, Saru.

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  4. RakeshDecember 2, 2015 at 10:28 AM

    ...no love to weigh it down! What a beautiful thought! Love is indeed a panacea. A very beautiful idea indeed!

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  5. AbhiDecember 2, 2015 at 12:09 PM

    That's a beautiful simile !!

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  6. Purba chakrabortyDecember 2, 2015 at 3:42 PM

    Mesmerizing! :)

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  7. shraddha singhDecember 2, 2015 at 9:16 PM

    Superb maam. !!

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  8. M S MahawarDecember 2, 2015 at 10:34 PM

    Superb!!

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  9. Arun MuthusamyDecember 2, 2015 at 10:38 PM

    Very nice.

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  10. Sneh AsnaniDecember 3, 2015 at 12:42 AM

    Wow

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  11. Yogi SaraswatDecember 3, 2015 at 1:01 AM

    .no love to weigh it down! What a beautiful thought . Really beautiful and meaningful lines Saru ji.

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  12. Anjali SengarDecember 3, 2015 at 1:14 AM

    Its awesome Saru! You expressed reality of life so perfectly :)

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  13. Amit AgarwalDecember 3, 2015 at 1:53 AM

    How very beautiful and so true! Loved it:)

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  14. Ami BhatDecember 3, 2015 at 5:49 AM

    Beautifully captured in words.

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  15. sunaina sharmaDecember 3, 2015 at 9:52 AM

    Write a book Saru.....please do....weave a narrative that will melt many, that will leave your readers mesmerized. It is when I read masterpieces like yours, I realize what it means to be a 'writer'....You write on people's hearts. So so beautifully touching.....!

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    1. Saru SinghalDecember 9, 2015 at 11:42 AM

      Sometimes I don't feel like writing and in those times, comments like yours act as a guiding light. Thank you so much, Sunaina.

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  16. RajeshDecember 3, 2015 at 12:35 PM

    Very nice and meaningful.

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  17. Roma Gupta SinhaDecember 5, 2015 at 9:04 AM

    AAhh awesome <3 <3

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  18. Neeraj RawatDecember 5, 2015 at 9:32 AM

    Well written

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  19. EshaDecember 5, 2015 at 12:09 PM

    Beautiful lines, Saru! Love the way it ends!

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  20. Shoma AbhyankarDecember 6, 2015 at 4:48 AM

    Beautiful....

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  21. AnonymousDecember 6, 2015 at 8:12 AM

    Lovely !

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  22. Datta GhoshDecember 7, 2015 at 4:31 AM

    That was so aptly worded

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  23. AnonymousDecember 8, 2015 at 2:14 PM

    One hell of a post. I read many of your writings (through FB). They are very unique. Including this one :)
    Sure, had there been any love left, the bag might have been forgotten in a while.

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