Through the eyes of Sunil

One of them broke the silence and said - “Are we going to die, what if they never be able to free us out… what if this lift breaks down and fall from where we are now?” This was not the topic I wanted to discuss, nor did I want them to either. The question followed by a silence again before I took the initiative… “Are you serious or just kidding? Don’t be so pessimistic. We are not lost, people outside are aware of the situation and trying their best to resolve. It might take some time but surely we will be fine. Only thing I am worried about now is the wing timing. We have lost more than one hour in this stupid lift, doing nothing. What are we going to write in the time tracker?”… For a moment I felt what I spoke was irrelevant to the current situation. But it certainly made them feel little better as I could see them smiling for the first time since we were trapped inside. The emergency wheel that is meant for such situation was also not working. Hence, it was getting delayed.

I entered the lift which had five other passengers. I pressed the number of our floor and waited for it to operate. The doors closed and it slowly started to rise. Suddenly, I got this strange feeling which wasn’t clear as to what it is. I just wished to get out of there soon. Within seconds, we reached our floor, lift stopped eventually. But the door remained closed. For a moment we laughed and waited to see if it opens. There seem to be some problem and it didn’t take much time for us to realize something was really wrong. At first it looked as if due to the power cut. But, the lift didn’t respond even after the power came. Within minutes, the building management realized the fact and came for our rescue. We could hear them saying not to worry and to be patient. This followed by some sort of noise that generated due to some instruments that they were using outside. The power supply to the lift was not disconnected thinking this could block the ventilation system. But that wasn’t

As usual, I was on my way towards office on bike. It was comparatively less traffic and they recently patched the damaged high way. It was getting late so I turned the accelerator to its limit. I was riding with such a speed that it reminded those speedy scenes from fast and furious. I was in front of our beautiful office building and was about to take a turn and suddenly – a truck comes in between the scene. It was not from the movie, I was in the middle of the road and the truck was couple of yards away. There was no time to think and I had to react. But to my bad luck! My bike stopped! How is that possible…? It must have run out of fuel but not at this time… Now, it was the time for the truck driver to react and he did apply his breaks harshly which made lot of noise… Mean time I somehow managed to drag myself and my bike to the other side of the road. Phew… it was close. I had left my home in the morning thinking I would reach office and complete my pending task and go back early