Time: 18:10
Venue: Railway Bridge, Jaela....
I left the office bit early today, so I can catch the the express train which I normally miss everyday. Since I was early amma and thaththa were also waiting to pick me up. But my uncle is going abroad tomorrow (apparently today as I'm writing this 1.16 am :) ) I thought to bid farewell him. So I told my parents to meet me there and I got down from Jaela and took the shortcut along the railway. In the middle there is a railway bridge, a separate footbridge also there for people to cross over.
Aaaand now you should know where I am heading :)
Yes, it is obvious I chose the railway bridge.
Slipping to the river is not the worst thing would happen. A train might come to your face anytime. Literally there is nowhere to go even. Yet, there are some bars upon which the bridge is built on, so ONLY possible thing that you could try on is to stand by the edges of them.
Hush...... Now don't look at me like that. It is not like that I blindly took the decision, I remember the train schedule so I knew that there was no chance for a train to come.
I was SLOWLY walking on railway sleepers taking one sleeper at a time.
Then I heard that bloody horn.
There I saw a train coming towards me which was supposed to go twenty minutes ago. CGR sucks!!!
Holy shit what I am gonna do now, How stupid I am...
I neither can run on sleepers, I am not that good. Going to that bar is the only choice, but yet I was bit far away from a one.
I was BLANK, TOTALLY BLANK and the Train was getting nearer.
An uncle was standing like 20 feets ahead from me, he turned and told no to panic. Actually I was not panic, I was dread. I was trembling inside, I should started to walk but my legs were pulling me away.
Anyway I was left with no choice, with sweating all over I started to walk. Those never ending 20 feets were like thousands of mile to me.
At last I was there, When the train just passed by on the very moment of my reach, I almost had a heart attack.
OMG My heart was thumping and thumping. I was holding my breath, looking shockingly.
For a while I could not move an inch. I was standing still. That uncle came to me and patted me . (luckily he did not blame for not taking the footbridge). Indeed God must have sent him. Really caring he was.
Yeah, for a minute I was dead and reborn............
MORAL of the STORY: You may love adventures, but do not take the risk,
Because in SriLanka, Trains never come on time!!!!!!
P.S: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, keep this as a secret, nobody knows ;)
Venue: Railway Bridge, Jaela....
I left the office bit early today, so I can catch the the express train which I normally miss everyday. Since I was early amma and thaththa were also waiting to pick me up. But my uncle is going abroad tomorrow (apparently today as I'm writing this 1.16 am :) ) I thought to bid farewell him. So I told my parents to meet me there and I got down from Jaela and took the shortcut along the railway. In the middle there is a railway bridge, a separate footbridge also there for people to cross over.
Aaaand now you should know where I am heading :)
Yes, it is obvious I chose the railway bridge.
Slipping to the river is not the worst thing would happen. A train might come to your face anytime. Literally there is nowhere to go even. Yet, there are some bars upon which the bridge is built on, so ONLY possible thing that you could try on is to stand by the edges of them.
Hush...... Now don't look at me like that. It is not like that I blindly took the decision, I remember the train schedule so I knew that there was no chance for a train to come.
I was SLOWLY walking on railway sleepers taking one sleeper at a time.
Then I heard that bloody horn.
There I saw a train coming towards me which was supposed to go twenty minutes ago. CGR sucks!!!
Holy shit what I am gonna do now, How stupid I am...
I neither can run on sleepers, I am not that good. Going to that bar is the only choice, but yet I was bit far away from a one.
I was BLANK, TOTALLY BLANK and the Train was getting nearer.
An uncle was standing like 20 feets ahead from me, he turned and told no to panic. Actually I was not panic, I was dread. I was trembling inside, I should started to walk but my legs were pulling me away.
Anyway I was left with no choice, with sweating all over I started to walk. Those never ending 20 feets were like thousands of mile to me.
At last I was there, When the train just passed by on the very moment of my reach, I almost had a heart attack.
OMG My heart was thumping and thumping. I was holding my breath, looking shockingly.
For a while I could not move an inch. I was standing still. That uncle came to me and patted me . (luckily he did not blame for not taking the footbridge). Indeed God must have sent him. Really caring he was.
Yeah, for a minute I was dead and reborn............
MORAL of the STORY: You may love adventures, but do not take the risk,
Because in SriLanka, Trains never come on time!!!!!!
P.S: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, keep this as a secret, nobody knows ;)