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  1. ShaiviMay 8, 2017 at 12:39 PM

    I can see my dad in ur poem. He is on earth and mom in heaven!

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  2. VeidehiMay 8, 2017 at 12:45 PM

    This is so beautiful Saru :)

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  3. rupam sarmaMay 8, 2017 at 11:34 PM

    Beautiful

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  4. UnknownMay 9, 2017 at 5:35 AM

    so heart-wrenching

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  5. Bikramjit Singh MannMay 9, 2017 at 6:48 AM

    OH NO ... a bit late ..

    Bikram's

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  6. Purba chakrabortyMay 9, 2017 at 8:47 AM

    This is so touching, Saru.

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  7. Vishal BheerooMay 9, 2017 at 12:28 PM

    Saru, it's so touching and tears the heart. That why we should live in the moment and express our emotions. Who knows? It can be too late.

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  8. UnknownMay 9, 2017 at 1:13 PM

    Very touching tale!

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  9. Rahul BhatiaMay 10, 2017 at 2:23 AM

    Touching!

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  10. UppalMay 10, 2017 at 6:55 AM

    Poignant!

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  11. RachnaMay 11, 2017 at 12:08 AM

    Tragic yet beautiful!

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  12. UnknownMay 11, 2017 at 6:11 AM

    Wow. This is sad yet so beautiful :)

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  13. D.NambiarMay 11, 2017 at 8:12 PM

    So much in so little.
    This blog is aptly titled 'Words.' :)

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  14. UnknownJuly 2, 2017 at 12:01 PM

    The way u play with the words are really awsm mam ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜˜

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