Sunday, August 05, 2012

Be Back By Twelve

She hurried through the corridors, hoping she isn't late. Arriving just in time, she stopped at the doorstep and turned around with the thought of taking her pumpkin back in. It was gone.

The stepsisters weren't so bad after all. It was her birthday and she deserved a night of fantasy. The prince, the fairy, the carriage - the elements of a well planned birthday party.

You think the story is bound to have a happy ending either ways.
But then you realise - Cinderella went back, all alone, on empty streets, at midnight - Imagine what could have been, had she been living in Delhi!

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