My head was telling me to take the elevator, but my feet did not heed the mind. I took two steps down the 2 storeys high stairs (going down the train station) before I tripped... Can you believe I tripped over myself - I don't know how! God saved me, or did I saved myself? I caught hold of myself in time, saving from rolling down that flight of stairs. Gosh. I could have hit and died, I could have fell and caused others to fall, I could have broke my spine... and god knows...
After that instant moment I picked myself up, I was surprised I had not let out a scream; I wasn't shivering about the accident nor was I embarrassed. No one came to my aid but I couldn't care. I think english people would have lent me a hand if I were in london. Singaporeans...*shaking head* I couldn't care more. Maybe if someone did fall, I'd have helped to look if he/she is okay!
In fact, I have escaped from death few years back when I flew off a bicycle and landed onto a bush unhurt. Yes, UNHURT. Not even a scratch! That was in Pulau Ubin, cycling down that steep slope... till now I dare not ride around that little island again.
Thank God today! Maybe it's god, maybe it's my agility, or could it be my pilates lesson that taught me to gain better control of myself.
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