#NotWorthKeeping

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  1. Writefully YoursOctober 10, 2016 at 7:57 PM

    Good thought. Would have been a better one if it was for another gender :). Just my opinion !

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  2. Ranjana's craft blogOctober 11, 2016 at 4:20 AM

    I agree with the comment by Prateek. Too good thought as usual.

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  3. Utpal KhotOctober 12, 2016 at 3:07 AM

    Very well written thought..:)

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  4. RajOctober 14, 2016 at 5:43 PM

    I have always been a fan of your words. Every single one of them packs so much meaning and so much depth. :)

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  5. bailiOctober 16, 2016 at 4:11 AM

    May be some day scientists can explain that Why and How any other person becomes as important for one that she looses her most precious thing for him

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  6. Lady FiOctober 17, 2016 at 10:47 AM

    Very concise and powerful!

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  7. Jyotirmoy SarkarOctober 26, 2016 at 10:59 AM

    Short,truth and applicable for "he " also.

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  8. Purba chakrabortyOctober 26, 2016 at 3:09 PM

    So true. Very well said. Such relationships are not worth keeping.

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  9. ManiparnaOctober 26, 2016 at 4:28 PM

    So true words, Saru!

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  10. UnknownOctober 26, 2016 at 4:49 PM

    A very thought-provoking one :)

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  11. जितेन्द्र माथुरOctober 27, 2016 at 1:08 AM

    Hmmm. Thoughtful.

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  12. AnonymousOctober 27, 2016 at 2:31 AM

    Nice soulful verses Saru

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  13. Yogi SaraswatOctober 27, 2016 at 4:32 AM

    So true words Saru ji !!

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  14. Divya SrinivasanOctober 27, 2016 at 8:41 AM

    Thought-provoking!

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  15. akOctober 27, 2016 at 3:27 PM

    True and thought provoking.

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  16. divsiOctober 27, 2016 at 11:48 PM

    Brilliant. Nothing should be kept at the cost of one's dignity.

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  17. BikramOctober 28, 2016 at 10:43 AM

    That is sad ...

    Bikram's

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  18. K.A. AcharyaOctober 30, 2016 at 7:25 PM

    Great insight in few words. Totally agree with you Saru.

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  19. Saru SinghalNovember 16, 2016 at 10:51 AM

    @Everyone - Thank you so much for reading.

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  20. Saurabh ChawlaDecember 1, 2016 at 5:03 PM

    Said it all in few words!

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