Amelie.... in you i see a figment of me...

Last night my mind wandered... it was on a run... it went wild and would not succumb.. so I settled in to watch Amelie...

Then came the seen when Nino is late and there are only two explanations Amelie can see for it...
" 1.  he didn't get the photo.
  2.  before he could assemble it, a gang of bank robbers took him hostage. The cops gave chase. They got away... but he caused a crash. When he came to, he'd lost his memory. An ex-con picked him up, mistook him for a fugitive, and shipped him to Istanbul. There he met some Afghan raiders who too him to steal some Russian warheads. But their truck hit a mine in Tajikistan. He survived, took to the hills, and became a Mujaheddin. Amelie refuses to get upset for a guy who'll eat borscht all his life in a hat like a tea cozy..."

This curious monologue  made me breathe a sigh of relief and bless the writers Guillaume Laurant and Jean-Pierre Jeunet  profusely... had it not been for them i would have never known that my twin-self lived in France by the name of Amelie...