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Girl With Extra Baggage*

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I hurried to the station
I missed few beats
I skipped few steps
I did all so I could make it on time
I had to
You were waiting for me
I reached an abandoned station
Empty platform stared at me
My tears gave me company
A gentle mismatched stream
Left eye was in a rush
Shedding every bit of hope through it
I imagined a thousand scenarios
Something happened to you
Someone said something to you
Even in my misery
All I thought was - you
About half an hour later
I hurried back to my house
I didn't miss a beat
I didn't skip any step
I did all so I could to make it before dinner
I had to
Though no one was waiting for me
But when I reached home
I found out how it felt to be homeless within four walls
.
.
.
I built four walls around you
Called you home
You left and made my heart homeless

*She carried only three dresses in the bag but a big tsunami inside her.

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  1. My EraNovember 14, 2016 at 10:45 PM

    That was heartbreakingly beautiful Saru.

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  2. Eternal RebelNovember 15, 2016 at 12:12 AM

    Beautiful !! and sad ... :(
    - Puru

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 16, 2016 at 2:09 PM

      Thank you for the first part and sorry for the second. :)

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  3. Swati BatraNovember 15, 2016 at 1:59 AM

    Intense feeling of loneliness and separation.

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  4. upasnaNovember 15, 2016 at 2:16 AM

    It took me back into time. Lovely poem Saru.

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  5. Roma Gupta SinhaNovember 15, 2016 at 4:07 AM

    Heart piercing words dipped in true feelings, beautifully penned.

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  6. UnknownNovember 15, 2016 at 6:11 AM

    Poignant and beautiful :) Love the intensity of emotions portrayed to the core!

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  7. UnknownNovember 15, 2016 at 7:49 AM

    Pieces of heart scattered here and there after reading this Post!

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 16, 2016 at 2:31 PM

      Ouch, that's not a good feeling at all. Hugs, Pooja :)

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  8. UppalNovember 15, 2016 at 8:05 AM

    Emotional tsunami well expressed!

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  9. Purba chakrabortyNovember 15, 2016 at 2:28 PM

    This is brilliant. So well written Saru

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  10. Vikram SuryawanshiNovember 15, 2016 at 3:18 PM

    That was just awesome, so short, but it hit my heart in a way it was supposed to!

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  11. SnehNovember 16, 2016 at 1:08 AM

    So poignant and simply written!! Loved this post!!

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  12. NandhiniNovember 16, 2016 at 3:49 AM

    Powerful imagination Saru!

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  13. Ranjana's craft blogNovember 16, 2016 at 10:40 AM

    Lovely...but sad :(

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  14. NabanitaNovember 16, 2016 at 12:42 PM

    Moving. Each line powerful, poignant and laden with meaning.

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  15. Lady FiNovember 17, 2016 at 4:11 AM

    Heart-breaking and beautiful!

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  16. Saumy NagayachNovember 17, 2016 at 4:22 AM

    Beautifully written, Saru! I agree, the feeling of loneliness hurts the most!

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 17, 2016 at 10:17 AM

      Being lonely when you don't want to is a curse. It breaks you beyond mends.

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  17. ekta khetanNovember 17, 2016 at 5:37 AM

    Thats when you invest in relationship but he relationship does not invest in you. Fact of life :(
    numerounity.com

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  18. Anita SabatNovember 17, 2016 at 6:52 AM

    Touching one, Saru.
    I guess time is a healing factor.

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 17, 2016 at 10:56 AM

      Time is surely a healer. Thanks for reading, Anita.

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  19. UnknownNovember 17, 2016 at 8:52 AM

    That was an emotional one!
    Nicely written.. :)

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  20. UnknownNovember 17, 2016 at 9:38 AM

    Nice write up Saru. Always good visiting your blog after many-a-days. However this felt a lil' underdone, a bit hurried, was it?

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 17, 2016 at 11:03 AM

      No, not from my side. Sorry, if you feel that way.

      And it's always good to hear from you, Pratik. Thank you for reading.

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  21. Bikramjit Singh MannNovember 17, 2016 at 11:39 AM

    sad .. I wish and hope no one has to go thoruhg this ever ...

    Bikram's

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  22. Saurabh ChawlaNovember 17, 2016 at 3:56 PM

    emotional and nicely penned Saru!

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  23. sunaina sharmaNovember 17, 2016 at 6:35 PM

    Yes, heart became homeless as love wandered off.... Beautiful depiction of the yearning for love, the pain of abandonment and the emptiness of beats and steps that rhythmically follow one another on a hopeless path.

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 18, 2016 at 1:04 PM

      That's a very beautiful way to put it, Sunaina.

      Thank you so much for reading.

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  24. Vishal BheerooNovember 18, 2016 at 12:59 AM

    Brilliant and touching that it tears the heart. Your poem echoes the lives of so many across this world.

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  25. Amit AgarwalNovember 18, 2016 at 1:49 AM

    Achingly beautiful!

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  26. Prasad NpNovember 18, 2016 at 5:23 PM

    Such a soulful poem... to be honest I remembered Bipasha sitting on stairs after Ranbir dumps her in that movie Bachna Ae Haseeno.....as your words captured the emotions so brilliantly

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    1. Saru SinghalNovember 19, 2016 at 12:03 PM

      I have to watch this movie now. Thank you for gracing this blog with your presence, Prasad.

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  27. NishaNovember 20, 2016 at 2:55 AM

    Beautiful, beautiful lines. Touched the soul.
    This is killer "I found out how it felt to be homeless within four walls".

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  28. Kokila guptaNovember 24, 2016 at 3:56 AM

    So beautifully written Saru..but then , what else I expect ! Lived it!

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  29. Writefully YoursNovember 26, 2016 at 1:57 AM

    Beautifully written, Saru. Loved the way you narrated in poetry and didn't try to look for rhythm. Unique!

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  30. Saurabh ChawlaNovember 29, 2016 at 12:40 PM

    beautiful! a story in a poem! Wow Saru :)

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  31. AnonymousNovember 30, 2016 at 4:40 AM

    Lovely one Saru !

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