Tips if you are stuck in the lift

Today I got stuck in the lift. AGAIN!! Betcha you don't believe me. But it's true! And it's twice at that. How fantastic (READ 'nightmarish') can it get? But before I tell you the details, let me begin from the beginning.

It begins with a sadhu who came in my dreams. He said, "Dear kid. Beware! Soon you'll be facing trouble. Several times. Beware! Beware! Hahaha!"

Though I still haven't figured out the meaning of his laughter at my upcoming misfortune, and even more so I couldn't figure out (at that time) what could be more disastrous than the surmounting pressure called 'thesis' I have been facing, I truly realised his meaning on that fateful day when I got stuck inside the life. Sounds funny, right? Trust me, it ain't.

The First 'Trouble': It happened on a bright sunny day when I was happily chatting with a fellow hostel-mate and got in the lift. As it came to the designated floor the doors started opening and BAM!! the lights were gone! Now usually we don't face power shutdown at all and even if we do, we are informed beforehand. So naturally it came as a huge shock. And imaging the intensity of it if you are stuck in a 4x4feet steel room which looks exactly like the secret claustrophobic interrogation rooms owned by the fbi they show in the hollywood films. It was shocking! But somehow our brain/ motor-skills (I don't exactly which one. Please pardon my lack of knowledge in medical science) superseded our beating hearts (thank God for that). As the doors were closing back (due to power shutdown), it clicked me that if we could pull the doors back long enough, maybe we could just jump out and save ourselves from the 'trouble'. And Voila! I was right! We pulled the doors back. We jumped out. We ran away. We didn't look back. Hundred percent true story.

'Trouble' number two: When it came to the second trouble, same thing happened and same trick helped me. Only this time the doors of the lift were completely closed before I pulled them open. The girls who were there on the lift, thought I was some kind of Hercules or something who had saved their lives.

Now for the tips.

Tips:

1. This technique was a sheer luck (that's what I believe). It helped me because both times the lift had reached a floor so I could get out. In other situations, my advice is, DON'T TRY IT.

2. This is a more scientific and useful tip. If you are stuck inside a lift, sit down or lie down on the floor. This helps to prevent the hypertension you may be causing by standing up. And ring the alarm as fast and as loud as you can.

3. And finally. Dreams (AND nightmares) do come true. 

Tips if you are stuck in the lift

Today I got stuck in the lift. AGAIN!! Betcha you don't believe me. But it's true! And it's twice at that. How fantastic (READ 'nightmarish') can it get? But before I tell you the details, let me begin from the beginning.

It begins with a sadhu who came in my dreams. He said, "Dear kid. Beware! Soon you'll be facing trouble. Several times. Beware! Beware! Hahaha!"

Though I still haven't figured out the meaning of his laughter at my upcoming misfortune, and even more so I couldn't figure out (at that time) what could be more disastrous than the surmounting pressure called 'thesis' I have been facing, I truly realised his meaning on that fateful day when I got stuck inside the life. Sounds funny, right? Trust me, it ain't.

The First 'Trouble': It happened on a bright sunny day when I was happily chatting with a fellow hostel-mate and got in the lift. As it came to the designated floor the doors started opening and BAM!! the lights were gone! Now usually we don't face power shutdown at all and even if we do, we are informed beforehand. So naturally it came as a huge shock. And imaging the intensity of it if you are stuck in a 4x4feet steel room which looks exactly like the secret claustrophobic interrogation rooms owned by the fbi they show in the hollywood films. It was shocking! But somehow our brain/ motor-skills (I don't exactly which one. Please pardon my lack of knowledge in medical science) superseded our beating hearts (thank God for that). As the doors were closing back (due to power shutdown), it clicked me that if we could pull the doors back long enough, maybe we could just jump out and save ourselves from the 'trouble'. And Voila! I was right! We pulled the doors back. We jumped out. We ran away. We didn't look back. Hundred percent true story.

'Trouble' number two: When it came to the second trouble, same thing happened and same trick helped me. Only this time the doors of the lift were completely closed before I pulled them open. The girls who were there on the lift, thought I was some kind of Hercules or something who had saved their lives.

Now for the tips.

Tips:

1. This technique was a sheer luck (that's what I believe). It helped me because both times the lift had reached a floor so I could get out. In other situations, my advice is, DON'T TRY IT.

2. This is a more scientific and useful tip. If you are stuck inside a lift, sit down or lie down on the floor. This helps to prevent the hypertension you may be causing by standing up. And ring the alarm as fast and as loud as you can.

3. And finally. Dreams (AND nightmares) do come true. 

What I Understood From My Accident

I was in an accident. A bad one. Before I elaborate how bad, let me give you the background story.

It happened when I was returning for dinner to the hostel. I was going straight, riding on the left side (as per the road rules of this country) when all of a sudden a cycle came very fast and before I realised anything I was falling on the ground. By the time I came to my senses, I was lying beneath two cycles and my right hand was gushing blood. You may be wondering, 'can a cycle accident be that bad?' Well, I also never believed that before I had this experience. To cut the long reality short, I was rushed to the health centre and they had to stitch my wound. That's how serious it was! The doctors told me that if I too were riding the cycle equally fast, I would have had a cast on my hand. (Luckily I was riding slowly).

For fifteen days I had a huge bandage on my right hand. I could not eat properly, could not write. It was as if fifteen days were stolen from my life! The would is still there. Everyday I put ointment on the wound. The side-effect of the medicines has not subsided yet. I feel weak. My work is not going well. I am stressed.

This accident also made me realise a lot of things. If you plan to do something, go somewhere, eat something, do it today. Tomorrow really never comes. Life is absolutely unpredictable. So live it! Live it the way you want. Spend time with your friends and family. Help people. Make your life worthwhile. And do it today.