The saying “some talks are better left unsaid” is true in this case.



But I have decided to say this for the world to hear me.



Here is my story.



I have been married for 12 years with two kids I do not know existed.



Insane right? Yes, I do not know where my kids are nor do I know the man I married.



I was told I got married in a big shrine(church)with my parents present.



I still wonder how possible it is, not to remember a thing.



The tall light skinned dimple face doctor said I was involved in an accident on my way to the village.



With me in the car, My beloved unseen husband and beautiful invisible, unimaginable children.



I lost my memory. The memory of everything. I do not remember who I am.



I can not trace anyone who knows my history. No one knows me.



I have gone to the immigration office to check my identity. But nothing was found.



How the doctor knew about my lost family is what I have wondered.



Did we get lost in Jupiter?

Now, you also can’t understand.

This the reason I used the first quote.

I am not insane. I am just a lost being in a strange land.