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  1. RekhaJanuary 27, 2016 at 10:26 AM

    Their numbers are increasing. But yes, single parents have a tougher job considering they have dual roles to play. Good one, Saru! As always!

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  2. Shanaya TalesJanuary 27, 2016 at 2:13 PM

    Parenting is a challenging job; having to do it alone is so very sad.

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  3. प्रवीण पाण्डेयJanuary 28, 2016 at 1:07 AM

    Very True

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  4. SeenaJanuary 28, 2016 at 1:28 AM

    Saru this is so beautiful. In just a few words you say so much. Love it. :)

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  5. Devilish AngelJanuary 28, 2016 at 6:13 AM

    True...

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  6. My EraJanuary 28, 2016 at 9:58 AM

    Being a single parent, I know, what it takes to be one :)
    Beautiful, like always.

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    1. Saru SinghalFebruary 1, 2016 at 11:18 PM

      Respect!
      And, I am sorry link to your blog is infected. Please check, so I can read your work.

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  7. upasnaJanuary 29, 2016 at 12:41 AM

    Few words expressing so much, Nice one

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  8. RajJanuary 31, 2016 at 10:47 PM

    Very touching. Everything you write is so poetic yet so potent.

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