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  1. Jyotirmoy SarkarMarch 14, 2016 at 11:51 PM

    its just Wow !!!!...

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  2. magiceyeMarch 15, 2016 at 12:48 AM

    Love your hash tag series!!

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  3. SeenaMarch 15, 2016 at 1:05 AM

    Love it. How imagination and writing can bring anything to life.

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    1. Saru SinghalMarch 15, 2016 at 11:58 AM

      True that. Imagination and writing can move us.

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  4. CifarMarch 15, 2016 at 2:29 AM

    lovely hashtag story

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  5. UnknownMarch 15, 2016 at 2:51 AM

    Simply wow.. loved the beginning! <3 Your hashtag series are amazing! :)

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  6. Linux AdministrationMarch 15, 2016 at 4:54 AM

    Nice :)

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  7. joshi danielMarch 15, 2016 at 5:26 AM

    great :)

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  8. Amit AgarwalMarch 15, 2016 at 5:29 AM

    Your hashtag series is doing wonders!

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  9. Chaitali BhattacharjeeMarch 15, 2016 at 6:00 AM

    You said it all in few words passion and longing ingrained.

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  10. K.A. AcharyaMarch 15, 2016 at 8:20 AM

    The irony of an author's life. His life may feel empty, but his career might soar due to it.
    Love your Hashtag stories, Saru.

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  11. Bushra MuzaffarMarch 15, 2016 at 10:06 AM

    Love the contrasting emotions in the story...

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  12. Red HandedMarch 15, 2016 at 11:57 AM

    y u do this :(
    This was beautiful

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  13. ChandanMarch 15, 2016 at 12:06 PM

    Simply WOW!!!

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  14. Aparna MudiMarch 15, 2016 at 12:11 PM

    Very beautiful. Loving your writing style.
    :)
    www.aparnamudi.com

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  15. SriviMarch 15, 2016 at 1:39 PM

    Recently got to know about the hashtag stories! They are so interesting...:)
    I liked the way you have given an insight in to the writer's mind!
    Now..let me start stalking you :D

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  16. Kokila guptaMarch 15, 2016 at 11:11 PM

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  17. Kokila guptaMarch 15, 2016 at 11:12 PM

    Viyogi hoga pehla kavi, virah se upja hoga feet..... :(

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  18. Yogi SaraswatMarch 16, 2016 at 1:24 AM

    Beautiful words Saru ji . Love the words !!

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  19. Hariharan ValadyMarch 16, 2016 at 3:50 AM

    Pain, beautifully described...

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  20. SadhviMarch 16, 2016 at 10:40 AM

    wow, wow, wow

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  21. AnonymousMarch 16, 2016 at 11:25 AM

    Have always loved your hashtag series. Keep writing !

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  22. Jyothi D'melloMarch 16, 2016 at 2:58 PM

    And with this super piece of work imaginations soared for the readers too :-)

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  23. Jayashree SrivatsanMarch 16, 2016 at 8:49 PM

    Imagination, writing and a broken heart.... Nice

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  24. JAMSHED AZMIMarch 17, 2016 at 7:25 AM

    How imagination and writing. Very well written. Thanks for this post.

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  25. D.NambiarMarch 17, 2016 at 12:42 PM

    Your hashtag stories are so crisp, Saru. :)

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  26. Saurabh ChawlaMarch 30, 2016 at 4:56 AM

    very thoughtful and wonderful Saru!

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  27. HelloApril 3, 2016 at 11:08 PM

    Its awesome stories.

    Thanks for sharing..!!
    Kuch Jano

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  28. sathishApril 8, 2016 at 10:24 PM

    so it was...
    exciting.

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  29. SHIV GAMESMay 7, 2016 at 8:27 AM

    Wow Heart Touching. Saru

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  30. YogeshMay 7, 2016 at 8:28 AM

    Very Nice. Your stories are always awesome

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  31. SrinivasJuly 2, 2016 at 12:53 PM

    Wow Really awesome one. Thanks for the hashtag story

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