The ticking of the clock. Heartbeat growing faster. Empty mind. She was trying to complete her examination. All of a sudden, her mind tries to play a game. Who am I? What is my origin? Who are my ancestors? Where is my life headed towards? I used to be a child who would cry and throw tantrums for a doll. Then, I was an adolescent who would walk on silently through her own life. And now? Where am I? What am I doing here? The thoughts never leave her alone, never lets her do her job. The thoughts started to fade away, and was gradually overlapped with the sound of the ticking clock again. Back to reality. She twitched her head and focused back on the question paper. Question number 3. She turned back her answer sheet and wondered, When did I write this all? Aren’t I the one who wrote this? Then why am I so confused? Okay, back to question number 3, “Think critically and give reason…” A short moment of muddle, and she went with the flow. Question number 5; she’s lost ag...
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