Wait

She didn't remember anything. Everything had gone, everything was lost. She looked at me, teary eyed, trying to find someone she knew in my face. I stared back at her, hoping that there would be something about my face, something about me that she would remember. But, nothing.
My sister, who I loved more than anyone else in the world, the only person who understood me, didn't know me any longer. I was nothing but a stranger to her.
It happened about a month ago. It was a normal day. Weekday. We woke up early, did our chores, sat in front of our parents' photos as we went on blabbering about our lives and had a cup of tea. Then as the clock struck 8, we locked up the house and we left for our work.
It was around 2:30 in the afternoon when I got the call. I rushed to the hospital where she was admitted. They said that she was crossing the road while going for her lunch break when a black sedan came out of nowhere and knocked her down.
She had been in the I.C.U. for three weeks, unconscious. They did all sorts of procedures on her, ran all sorts of tests till they finally declared her 'healthy'. And then she finally woke up. Tears crawled down my face as I looked at her and smiled. I didn't go close to her because I was scared I might harm her. I stood five feet away from her bed and just smiled and stared. It took me ten minutes to finally realize that she didn't react the way she should have. She stared at me too, yes she did, but blankly. I called out to her but the only reaction she gave was a little awkward smile. And then she started crying. The doctors were a little surprised at first but then they checked her. They told me she had lost her memory. She remembered nothing. It took me a while to understand what was happening. But then, I smiled. I smiled at her and said nothing.
From that day, I would go to her room everyday, sit with her, give her food, talk about what was happening around the hospital, trued to explain to her what was happening outside in the world, but I said nothing to her about me. About herself. About her world. The doctors said it would only cause her stress and pain. So I didn't say anything. All I could do was wait. Wait for her to come back to me. Wait for her to remember me. Wait for me to become a part of her again. Wait.