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Heartless

It was as if she had gone deaf. All the noise from outside did not penetrate her apartment. She went on casually about her daily routine. The bombing, the riots, the scavengers on the streets, nothing reached her. As if oblivious to all that. She did not bother to vacate her apartment like everyone in the area who had gone hiding, looking for a safer place. She did not want to leave. This seemed to be a new beginning than an end.

She stepped in the shower, aware the moment was nearing. She cared a damn.

What happened that was all hazy.
She could hear them coming, knocking down the door, hunting her down and trying to rip her heart off.

She smiled all the time, for they did not know, she was heartless.
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Weird post to start my blog in 2008.
How is the new year treating you??

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♪♪Happy Go Lucky♪♪ said…
hey nice post... its gonna b cont right???? looking frwd 2 it....really nice one... n happy new yr!!;p
January 9, 2008 at 8:45 PM
TS said…
Much the same my friend, much the same.
January 10, 2008 at 12:21 PM
Anonymous said…
Yeah I got it... I got it... yipee! I cracked The Island Girl puzzle, its the I am Legend remade by Ekta Kapoor with the protagonist a Smriti Irani, all armed with .8 Magnum Tear Sprinker...
January 13, 2008 at 3:53 AM
Rajarshi said…
Some 'Resident Evil' u got there!!its gonna b continued right??
New yearz been a bitch til now.
January 13, 2008 at 4:43 AM
Bharti Bedi said…
Soulwitness: havent seen the movie and dont watch the serials..
the puzzle is not meant to be solved my friend..dont be disillusioned:P

and No i did not intend to continue the post but well if all of think it should be maybe i will give it a thought..
January 14, 2008 at 10:01 AM
Rex Venom said…
It was sort of disturbing or spooky near the end, then sort of darkly freeing at the very end.
Rock on.
January 20, 2008 at 11:08 AM
Anonymous said…
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
January 10, 2010 at 4:35 AM
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