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  1. Owais Ashraf PhotographySeptember 25, 2012 at 5:38 AM

    Congratulations.

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  2. Saurabh ChawlaDecember 24, 2012 at 2:42 AM

    congrats Saru :) keep shining :)

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    1. Saru SinghalDecember 25, 2012 at 3:56 PM

      Thank you Saurabh and I truly need those wishes :)

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  3. LekhaMay 1, 2013 at 2:35 AM

    congratulations saru keep shining

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  4. sahilMay 1, 2013 at 3:10 PM

    saru your blog is really more than what i can explain.some of your poems are healer,some are funny some are inspiring.keep itup.

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    1. Saru SinghalMay 2, 2013 at 11:11 AM

      Thank you so much Sahil. Glad you like my work.

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  5. NabanitaJune 12, 2013 at 7:18 AM

    Awesome :)

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  6. Richa SinghJune 12, 2013 at 1:05 PM

    Such an amazing lifetime this blog has had! Wonderful :)

    Richa

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  7. SurajAugust 13, 2013 at 5:39 PM

    Wow. Great achievements in short span of time.. :) Way to go. (y)

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  8. AnonymousJanuary 30, 2014 at 1:24 AM

    pretty prolific :) :) I just hopped over to your blog.. courtesy IB and i like it :)

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  9. RakeshSeptember 3, 2015 at 10:22 PM

    Hey, wow! What a list! Amazed and awed! Great job, Saru! Hope to see this list increased.

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  10. Juhi sharmaApril 24, 2020 at 7:20 AM

    conraturations! I really love your work specially your shayari.

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