Dec 3, 2008

New story idea

Her daughter was on the phone again. She had that ghastly expression on her face, one that bordered between terror and ecstasy, if there could be a border between these two emotions. She ran towards her and took her in her arms.

'Who is it darling', she whispered in her ear.

'Its mommy', she said.

With trembling hands she took the phone and said 'hallo??'

A woman cackled wildly on the phone and disconnected the line.

6 comments:

Vikas said...

welcome back to the blogging world mere ram gopal verma

Ghetufool said...

i won't be surprised if this turns out to be a part of the drama that our ramu was forced to watch in kolkata. but i would give the benefit of doubt to ramu and patiently wait.

shuv rocks!!!

S said...

@#r*&o^(yihgkhn&^%$%*^^ihkih\

back to business.

Shuv said...

was that abusive s?

S said...

no, just my translation of what i understood of your post! :P

Ace of Spades said...

bengali mommy/setting??
deduced from the 'hallo' and also the 'cackling' on the other side :)