Today, I had a really scary time. If that’s not enough, I have had some scary incidents happen in the past 2 days, and this together makes in a hattrick.
I was returning after a client meeting and got into the lift. I usually prefer taking the stairs to the office, but Miss Lazybones was her lazy self today and did not think there would be a power trip. As destiny would have written, it happened.
I was just a few inches away from the ground, and the lift just stops. Its extremely dark, and its a damn small lift. I realized that I have a ‘crammed space phobia’ and if that’s not all I have developed a lift-o-phobia as well now. I waited for 2 minutes thinking the power would come back on. But nothing happened. Then I thought, I should call one of my colleagues and ask them for help. Then I realized I don’t have any colleague’s number, except one who’s already left for a meeting. However, the office landline will help. Then I see there is absolutely no connectivity! Bummer!
I used the light of the phone to search for the alarm. I jabbed on it but nothing happened. Damn! The alarm wasn’t working! I was totally stuck. If that’s not all, I am asthmatic. I develop breathing trouble in closed and extreme temperature spaces, hot or cold. Now no more Miss Braveheart.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
I started pounding on the door and screamed for help. At that time I was wondering, “Will anyone hear me?” I continued to scream for help and pounding with mixed feelings. Will I fall due to breathlessness, Is the lift stuck in between a wall that even if help comes, they can’t lift me up? What if there are no lift engineers available today? Has my death day arrived?
Truely, this was extremely scary. Forget those romantic movies where a woman and man start making love when the lift is stuck. If ever I do get stuck with a handsome man, sorry I refuse to get into my romantic self, because I know this is exactly what will happen to me.
The worst part of my life is…probably worse. All the people I know don’t stay close to where I work! My partner is in another state all together and he doesn’t bother picking up the phone for anything being ‘busy’ as he puts it. My parents are in a different state. If ever I need to get admitted in a hospital, no alternate number is going to help because even my friends are far away. I would die before they reach here.
Such creepy thoughts just kept creeping inside me. Finally, I realized its not time yet for the Grimm Reaper to come. I heard sounds of people saying “wait wait we are getting help!” Yet i was blindfolded by my negative thoughts. I was almost about to cry. I realized at that moment, ”We all are born alone, and will leave alone”. No amount of affection from your parents, marriage vows or anything will save you. But I don’t want to die lonely. I want a happy death. I always have wished to die beside my partner, hand-in-hand, and really old. He probably doesn’t know I think this way, but yes, i do. Yes, and I have always wished I die before my loved ones leave me. Because, I can’t ever imagine my life without them. Even if I live, I would probably just be dysfunctional myself. I am a die-hard emotional and sensitive nincompoop.
There, by then I had already even told the Grimm Reaper in my head my secret thoughts. Luckily, the people out there turned out to be my colleagues who had stepped out for coffee. They turned the power back on somehow and got the lift working.
After that I decided, NO MORE ELEVATORS!
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