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Those little wrongs make everything right


How many times I fight with you?
O' with years I lost track
From the first fight in college
I caught you taking a drag

Then over your pesky habits
Like, leaving wet towel on the sheet
Talking loud on the phone
Or messing coffee table decor with your feet

It irks me, I get angry too
You never learn the proper way
Don't drive fast in the alley
Or wear too much grey

I can go on and on
The list will run a mile long
Nitpicks-nagging-nonsense
For all the things that you do wrong

My frail body gets tired
Weekends drain the last bit out of me
I long for a carefree day
When I can be truly free

But when you go away for days
I awfully miss our senseless fights
No matter how much I crib
Those little wrongs you do make everything right

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  1. हाहाहा बहुत सुंदर !

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  2. Those fights followed by the love to make up for those fights! Now that's life isn't it? :D

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    1. It is, for sure. What's life without a little spice!

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  3. Oh...loved the way you concluded the poem. Those last lines were amazing. Beautiful poem :)

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  4. Those little things that sum up a beautiful beautiful journey. Those little things that make up life:) Beautifully expressed Saru!

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  5. I was smiling half the way cause somehow I had the sense that you are going to end the poem with a love for such habits, although irritating :)

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  6. "Those little wrongs you do make everything right" Loved this line. Most of them don't get this.

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  7. But when you go away for days
    I awfully miss our senseless fights
    No matter how much I crib
    Those little wrongs you do make everything right " the pain in these lines are felt..

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  8. The last line says it all...that's life... :-) Beautifully penned as always, Saru... :-)

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  9. Ah! The sweet sour joys of a relationship. Loved the way you built up as if she was about to break down but is tied in strings of love that are bound to last long :)

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  10. So beautiful. Echoes life for most of us. Loved this piece for its simplicity and honesty.

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  11. That's sweet.
    We can relate to this one, Saru.

    Have a great week. :)

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  12. But when you go away for days
    I awfully miss our senseless fights
    No matter how much I crib
    Those little wrongs you do make everything right. It all makes Happy Family.

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  13. Yes, after sometime we are use to of habits and understandings.

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  14. So romantic.. this is like me in love :)

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  15. Awesome Saru!'Those little wrongs make everything right'.Beautifully put!

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  16. Oh yes, they do. We miss the little irritating things when someone we love is far away. Well-penned Saru.

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  17. But when you go away for days
    I awfully miss our senseless fights
    No matter how much I crib
    Those little wrongs you do make everything right

    - That is love and marriage! Loved the poem Saru di!

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  18. WOW Saru, The essence of a relationship lies in these. Beautifully crafted.

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  19. @Everyone - Thank you so much for your lovely comments.

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