Yesterday was perhaps the worst day of my life and memory of this day will remain with me forever and would haunt me for some time at least.
My day till evening was usual…went to office came back had some snacks…and started checking my mails…while chatting with one of my friends I realized that my hands were quite dirty (thanks to eating butta) so naturally I had to wash them. Now before going further let me tell you a bit about my current circumstances and design of my house.
I am living alone these days as my husband is out of city for work and I don’t know a single soul in the society I live in.
My flat is on 19th floor and has two doors at entrance and one of them has computerized lock and has two washrooms. We usually use one of them other one is only used by my maid for washing purpose. Also we only have two set of keys both of which are with me. Now why am I telling you all this……
Yesterday evening after entering in the bathroom(one we don’t use often) I closed the door (out of habit) and after nicely cleaning my hands I tried opening the door which I was not able to on first go. Since all the other doors in my house are a bit jammed these days because of excessive moisture(monsoons) thinking this may be the case I applied a bit of force before realizing that the lock was broken and hence jammed.
I cannot comprehend what I felt when I became conscious that I was trapped inside my bathroom all alone in my house. I then did was first struck me.. I thought I mite be able to break the lock all by myself…after trying fruitlessly and painfully for 40-50 mins (along with hurting my hand and leg) I gave up then I started calling for help from the exhaust window and nobody answered back. It was then that I thought the worst, what if I am stuck inside this bathroom and nobody finds me…with my husband and family away it was not difficult imagining it ( I know you would think …what rubbish) believe me when you are stuck in a situation like this you think about the worst.
I was too tired from banging and shouting still I thought to give another try…I cried (literally) for help praying god…and finally someone responded back…
Asking me what the matter is…I told him my whole situation….he said that he and his friends would help me….asked me not to panic….I had maintained my composure all this while but when I heard him assuring me I just lost it and started crying and thanked him.
After another hour they were able to find a key maker(around 10:00 pm it must have been ) and after another 50 mins he was able to open both the doors and finally around 11:00 pm I was able to get out of the cage. At that time I was laughing(last thing I expected too) ….too tired, shocked, scared ,happy ..nervous,thirsty….and absolutely blank with my brain…. Outside my house was a huge crowd..everyone relieved.
I was so blank that I didn’t knew how to thank those guys. So I just said thank you from the bottom of my heart. After everyone had left I called my mother..and told her everything and then I just cried..and cried….like a baby….i wanted her reassurance….her soothing words.. her telling me that worst is over…and you are fine…..i felt so much better after that call…..
So I has some milk and then went off to sleep…and I could not imagine what I had been through…..it all felt like a bad dream….but the broken lock of my bathroom was the witness of the ordeal….thanking god and those people I closed my eyes…..It was then I realized how unpredictable life is never could I imagine such a thing. When I was trapped I thought about death for the first time in my life whole life.
Anyways….i guess I will be fine….i haven’t told this to anyone including my hubby and landlord(I need to inform him about the broken lock).on a lighter note I would not be locking any of my doors for next some days atleast..anyways….have to get back at work…so ciao have a nice weekend…
