THANK YOU GOD! I’M SAFE AND SOUND!
For what happened today, an hour ago, is something that thankfully didn’t traumatize me. But yes, I’m safe!
Today I had my preparatory class. Everything was going quite well. I even got praised by our english teacher and it felt quite good to make him laugh along with the whole class. It was a good day. Hours passed, time’s up! Time to go home! Most of the students went home, but me, the smarty pants, stayed there, and decided to spend some time in the library!
Lost in the chemistry booklet, solving the MCQs, marking each answer in my notebook, a loud, i repeat, a very loud voice shook us. For the very first moment, we thought it was a bomb blast. But the continuous horrifying voices made us believe that it was the sound of a gunshot. IT WAS SO TERRIFYING!! Some of the girls around me immediately bent their heads and sat on the floor and the others ran away to a safer place ( the nearest classroom ) but ME? I kept on sitting on my chair for the first few moments. What was i trying to show? I’m a superwoman or what?? I wasn’t even wearing a bullet-proof jacket. =/ Me, Silly as always; finally got of f my chair when I couldn’t spot any one lost in their books! I too, sat down, reciting almost all the Quranic verses and prayers i remembered. Within a span of 5 minutes, everything was over. SILENCE in the streets. As if nothing had happened at all.
I was supposed to leave in around 10 minutes, but I though of calling my dad and inquire him about the city conditions. I called him up, told everything that happened in a rather calm manner ( so that he doesn’t get worried; which he can EASILY get within no time) and just as i was telling him about my safety, the call dropped.
MY CELL PHONE BATTERY DIED.
that’s the price for not charging your cell phone and leaving it in your handbag for a day. 😐
And then i kept going on, begging for a cell phone from the people around, coz even the thought of my poor dad getting HYPER-WORRIED ( is that even a word? ) made me felt uncomfortable. Finally i got one, called him, and told him not to worry and I’ll contact him soon.
Guess what? within these few minutes, he had informed everyone in the family, and my sister and brother in law were on their way to pick me up. Being very frank, i felt like screaming ‘weeeee,dad, u the best!! ‘. But at the same time i was so worried about the conditions outside, would i get shot the moment i step out of the institute? will some terrorists come up to our class and hold us hostage for around a week or two, and then the government will have some dialogues with them and we’ll get rescued. Or who knows, the government wouldn’t even care, and all of us would be enjoying our next birthdays in our graves.. Uff, i am such a pessimist!
I’M SAFE. And i’m glad i am.