Nandini Murthy. They say that's me. According to them, I think abnormally. Paranoid and deluded-they call me. In layman's terms, they think I'm crazy. Tying me up is for my own good-they say. Will be safe in here-I pray. They say that I'll get out some day. They say a lot, don't they? Trouble is, I hear voices. Voices giving me choices Voices telling me to run away. To not trust them, in any way. Placing me on the horns of a dilemma. Deciphering it all takes away my stamina. Memories are blank, only one name persists. Have to find out if HE really exists. Note: This story will have a stream of consciousness type narration which means that it'll convey the protagonist's unfiltered thoughts and have a lyrical quality to them. Just trying out a new technique! Hope you guys like it!
4 parts