They are many wounded hearts here. Many! Some admit. Others - the stubborn ones, scribble poetry instead.

— Saru Singhal

Three-letter word that kills you for sure - Ego.

— Saru Singhal

To soar, we must leave anything that weighs us down...

— Saru Singhal

Trust is like sand, one lie and it slips away.

— Saru Singhal

We should wait six-seven months. Maybe, upon spring's arrival, our love would blossom. As of now, dry-lifeless-forlorn, it resembles the fall foliage. Beautiful, nonetheless!#BeyondAutumn

— Saru Singhal

When she wished for love, she wanted a perfect concoction of - respect, care and understanding. You dusted kisses, and hoped she would find all those in the debris. Love, my dear, is more mental than physical.

— Saru Singhal

When sorrow knocks at your door, tell it you're busy finding happiness.

— Saru Singhal

Without sense of direction, efforts land nowhere.

— Saru Singhal

You are truly classy if you manage to speak politely in spite of anger boiling inside you.

— Saru Singhal

You don't have to go through someone's pain to understand it. Empathy is enough.

— Saru Singhal