Blackout!
I am sure this going to turn out into one of those things you laugh about looking back. But right now, I am shit scared.
This is how it happened:
Monday afternoon, 3PM. I was having a little siesta staying at my aunt's place...
The doorbell rings. Surprisingly, I am up at the first ring. Very strange!
I know it should be my aunt. I open the door and find her standing outside the iron grilled gate. I had locked it. As she says 'hi' and starts talking to me, I reply groggily as I am not completely awake yet. I unlock the door and place the lock near the stand. I unlatch the door and she steps inside as I turn around, still answering her.
......
Why am I lying on the floor? Why are my aunt and uncle shouting at me to get up? Why are my eyes closed? Why can't I f**kin open them!!!
I open my eyes with a great effort and find both of them bending over me. I am still in front of the door. And my head started throbbin' mad!
After some concerned questions and some quick rubbing at a possible swelling place in my head, they start recounting what had happened. It seems I turned around talking and I fell. Just like that. Thankfully, I had missed quite a few dangerous places. Like the sharp concrete corner of the stand, the rock hard iron gate, the door in front me. I should throw a party for my guardian angels.
And looks like I bit my tongue in the process. It still feels funny. Like a bit of my tongue is not quite there. That part of my tongue has turned into a deep purple. Like I have a perpetual bit of Black Currant in my mouth.
I am still wondering how or why it happened. Itsn't like I had a late night or I was stressed out or that I was high. None. Zilch. And the strangest thing is, I don't feel a thing except for the physical pain because of the fall. Curioser and Curioser.
But I am scared. What if this thing had happened when I was driving. Or in the loo, locked up? Man! When you start considering the what-ifs, you might as well give up hope and die.
Well, I still haven't done skydiving. I should do that soon. And bumjy jumping, and spelunking (whatever that is) and a lot of other things. Sheesh! And here was I, thinkin life was too borin'. I just got my wish. Next time, God, no catches!
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