23— Partial memory loss..?

23— Partial memory loss..?

Finally, she found solace in her own chaos.

—Saumya Tripathi

“Here, drink some water,” at her sudden intrusion, I looked at her, numbly. “Please have it.”

Hesitantly I did, swallowing greedily in one go.

We let a few seconds pass before her question reached my ears.

“Your breathing seems to be controlled now. That's a good sign,” she waited a few more seconds before commenting.

Blinking rapidly, I asked for another refill of water which she poured complying with. While I drank the second glass of water, this time, slowly, she waited till my breath became normal and natural, sitting beside me by the window.

“How do you feel now?”

“I don't know.” Because I really didn't. Only one question kept on hovering over me like a plague.

They were criminals.

I nodded, once, dazed, not fully mindful of what she was saying.

“Do you need anything?” She was pronouncing something yet I wasn't in a great deal of my mind to logically understand her.

He was