Memories
"Who are you?" asked the elderly Aditya. How does your world feel when everything around is alien? There is no grounding left for any element belonging to this environment you are in. The question sent a shiver down his son's spine. He was bewildered to experience what it's like when someone you've known your entire life fails to even recognize you. "I am your son, Dad. Do you remember my name?" said a broken Ram. He had slowly built the courage that this day would come; however, nothing can prepare you for a simple question that snaps the reality of years of memories built together. "Ohhh, I am trying hard to but ... it's ... all hazy." his father responded with a heavy heart. Do you start feeling guilty when everyone else in the world establishes a connection with you, but you seem to have them all untethered in your head? Does it become a simulation of life than living life itself, when something as trivial as recognition of the element...