"Sept 26, 2015
You know, dear I must have written the dates. I was just reading you and I was unable to remember when the things have happened. So know I have written the date now. Suppressed feelings in my heart pour out and flow down as sentences of unsaid words each time I hold a pen in my hand- they said that.
Only if I could remember anything. They say they are my friends and family. I don't remember any of their faces. I can't remember a thing. They are sad, you know.
Today they showed me a book, I call it your sister now. She was the most beautiful thing I have seen. It was decorated by the most artistic person. Each sentence I read was a ........"
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Every thing is blurred.
Where am I? I look at my surroundings. I am slowly gaining conscious. I see a person in white coat with a stethoscope around his neck. He is speaking to that man. He calls himself my husband.
"I am worried, doctor. It happened twice this week."
"I understand. We will conduct a few more tests." I hear them speak.
"Maan" that is his name, "Maan!" I call him.
"Sameeksha! How are you feeling? I was terrified." he caressed my cheek and drew the strands of hair from my face and tucked them behind my ear.
I saw tears in his eyes. He loves me.
"What happened to me?"
"You don't worry about it. I have spoken to the Doctor. He said it is usual in such cases."
The same day
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He is lying. Every one is lying to me. I don't care what the Doctors say! Everyone is lying. I don't belong here. They say it was an accident. No! I don't remember a thing! I wasn't even married!
I can only recollect a few incidents which are not fitting into the jigsaw that these people created. They are hiding something from me. What is it?
I am trapped in the castle of delusion."