Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Wait till N.Y.



He stood at the top as she slowly made her way towards him, just as she had an hour earlier. He waited.

As they met, the alarm bell sounded, and scared, she ran away.

Bangs resounded and people rejoiced, oblivious to the broken hearts. For them, it was a happy moment, a Happy New Year.


PS: Again wishing everyone a Happy New Year…!!


PPS: I’m a bit too happy today as I just crossed 21k page views in around 11 months. Thank you readers! Yippieee!! :D

10 comments:

  1. Why Karan, why? Why a broken heart in your first post of 2014? While I sit hoping this is not autobiographical, I also sit hoping I have many more posts to read from you this year. :)
    Happy 2014!

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    1. Hope to read your posts as well Ma'am...:)
      The broken hearts were the hands of the clock...and not at all autobiographical...:)
      Wish you a Happy 2014 as well..:D

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  2. Here's hoping 2014 works at joining hearts...
    Happy 2014! :)

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    1. Amen...:)
      Wish you a Happy 2014 as well Ma'am...:D

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  3. the meeting of the clock's hands at midnight well described Karan!
    happy new year again! :D

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    1. Thank you Aayesha...glad you liked it...:D

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  4. Wow! I kind of loved the end... yes it is sad but something about it held my senses.. Happy new year to you :-)

    Richa

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    1. Glad you liked it Ma'am...:D
      Keep visiting..!!

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  5. Happy New Year Buddy....keep blogging :)

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