In response to Sonya’s 3 line tale week 123.
Feeling frustrated and stifled, Aman finally managed to escape the sanatorium.
With nowhere to go, he just walked where his feet decided to take him. He stopped at the puddle of water on the road, to see a stranger looking back at him.
The accident had robbed him of his memory, identity and life!
radhikasreflection 
You write lovely short stories Radhika.
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Thanks so much Arlene 🙂
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Short, yet profound.. beautifully crafted dear.. 💕😇
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Thank you so much 😊
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Beautiful !!
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Thanks Megala 🙂
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That is very deep Radhika !
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Many thanks Ben!
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Beautifully written story. How frightening the reality of this would be.
Belonging but not belonging.
Thank you Radhika
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Belonging but not belonging….. beautifully said Miriam. Not only for the person,but for his family too, it is devastating!
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You have this talent of writing beautiful short stories. Well done,Radhika.
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Thanks a bunch Megha for the appreciation 💖
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Wonderful 💕👌👌👌
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Thanks Yasmin ❤️
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Well done Radhika…strangers have always found new love. 🙂 There is hope for Aman.
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When everything else fails, hope is the only ray of light to move ahead! I hope he finds his. Thanks Balroop 🙂
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Beautiful haunting writing, Radhika! You put us right there with Aman, and we can guess his swirling emotions as he sees a stranger staring back at him. Frightening…brilliant concept and I could see a much longer story developing from this!
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Your encouragement means a lot Annika. Thank you so much 🙂
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A stranger to yourself, what a wonderful way of describing it.
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Thanks Moushumi!
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Harsh realities of life…Well written, radhika 👍
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Thank you Deepika!
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Great flash fiction, and the pic cinches it!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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I love the story, in quest of freedom, chasing dreams yet tailed by the shadow of the past. I can relate to this effortless story weaved, Radhika.
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Glad you liked it Vishal. Thanks so much 🙂
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Wonderfully penned!❤
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Thanks Richa 🙂
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Wow amazing story from the picture, Radhika and two lines I too would say from the picture and He was so confused that he simply stared at the puddle not knowing who he was or where did he come from. Great post.
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👍👍🙂
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Wow the story is so clear and so much thought can go into it on reading!
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Happy to read your feedback Pragalbha. Thank you 🙂
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You are very welcome Radhika 🙂
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You are such a good human who can understands the pain of others.
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🙏🙏 the journey for growth continues…..
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A great response to the prompt
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Thank you Shantanu!
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My pleasure
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It is a scary thought, one enough to bring chills down your spine, when you cannot recognize yourself, your identity or your past.
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Very much so!
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🙂
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