A Story.
it's been a while since i started speculating on writing a story. There seem to be too many idea crowding my mind, but with a pen in my hand and a blank paper facing me , thoughts evade and ideas vanish ... This is something i penned down a long time back, as part of a bigger story (which remains incomplete!). But well, something to start with. Have a read. Comments are more than welcome. Forgive this amateur for the abstract style of writing. The Daughter The last five minutes of the exam were always the worst. you suddenly remembered everything that you were trying to, for the last three hours. All the answers were flooding her. She felt lost. How could one write at the speed of thought. One really must invent a device to write down everything one thinks. That would make exams easier. She would tell Sophie about it. As she sat speculating all the possibilities of this unbelievable invention, the clock struck twelve and there was a deafening roar of the school bell. "p...