The incident I'm going to talk about happened when I was 5 but then also I remember even the minute details of that day. That day was actually dreadful. Whenever I recall that incident, I get goose bumps but then I calm myself recalling that how I was helped…
Have somebody ever threatened you or tried to kidnap you..?I have actually gone through such a situation when I was five…I didn’t knew much about the world and it’s atrocities but ever since I was able to understand things, the first thing that my mother taught me was to be away from strangers. I realized she was completely right ‘coz in this incident I was threatened by a stranger to that extent that I don’t even want to recall it…!!!! But what if a stranger helps you to get out of a situation which was very difficult to escape..?
Read my story and find out that what was so special about it…
It was a hot day of my summer vacations and I was at my grandparent’s house. Almost one hour had passed since I had taken my lunch and everyone was having their afternoon sleep but I was getting bored sitting in the corner of the balcony, I tried to wake up my mom to play but she was not ready to listen to what I was talking about. After sometime I decided to go to my friend’s house all by myself, I packed my small backpack pretending to be”Dora the explorer”. It was my favorite cartoon and moreover my backpack also had its picture printed on it and it was my favorite bag, I even slept with it! So I left the house and started moving towards my friend’s house and that was probably the biggest mistake I’ve ever made…!
Nearly 20-30 minutes had passed and I was still roaming on those crowded roads which were actually unrecognizable then I recalled that when I used to go there with my mum it took only 5-10 minutes to reach there but today….! I realized that I was lost! I started crying sitting in a corner, everyone stared at me passing by. One of the passerby asked me about what had happened but I was always taught to not to talk to strangers, so I ignored, but then I thought in my mind that everyone in this world is not a criminal, good persons like my mum and dad also reside here and what if this person really wanted to help me?
I finally told him everything and he told that he knew my mum so I readily agreed to go with him and that was the second biggest mistake I’ve ever made…!
On the way he asked me many questions like “Are your mom and dad wealthy?”Children have a habit of boasting off about their possessions and that’s what I did, I boasted off and this boasting landed me into a great trouble!
After sometime I was at a place which was totally deserted, no people, no shops, nothing was there except the forested area on both the sides of the road. I asked that man that “where are you taking me, this doesn’t seem like the way towards my grandparents house”, to this he replied nothing and held my hand very tightly and I again asked him that “who are you? Do you actually know my mom?”He again replied nothing and held my hand more tightly than before and passed a wicked smile and it seemed like he had really bad intensions. I started feeling scared of him and now I knew that I was kidnapped!
For a moment I recalled a movie in which the protagonist ran away from a kidnapper when he was not attentive towards him; I know it is seeming very filmy but this is actually what was coming in my mind at that time because I had watched many movies like Richie rich and all that gave me these type of ideas…and moreover I was really addictive to such movies in my childhood in which children were shown more intelligent than the adults.
So for then, I was waiting for a moment to come when that man would lose his attention from me.
After sometime, we stopped at a tea stall, that man made me stand near a tree and took my bag and told me that if I would try to run he would never return my bag, he knew that I would never leave my favorite bag with him and run because I was a child and was very emotionally attached to the bag, he went towards the washroom. I started thinking what to do; I had just few minutes to escape that guy. Firstly I thought to tell someone about it, in that case, I and my bag will be saved, but what was the guarantee that the person will be innocent? I told to myself that “you have to do this” I left my bag with a heavy heart and started running in the direction from where we came.
I was actually not aware that where to go what to exactly do but I ran for my life…for some time I was relieved that I was away from him but then I saw him following me. I ran as fast as I could, looking forward then looking back after every second to ensure that he was far away from me but suddenly I collapsed with someone. She was a middle aged lady and was on her scooter, she had wrapped her face with a cloth and wore a pair of sunglasses. She asked me that why was I scared and I told her everything before that man reached there, when he saw her, he went away. The woman asked my name and somewhat tried to cheer me up, I hesitated but then I told her my name. She told that she knows my mother; I got scared thinking that this woman also wants to kidnap me but I’d found her somewhat sweet and the situation forced me to consider her help and I sat behind her…I was feeling hungry….my stomach made terrible sound, I was just in the need of eating some cheese sandwiches! Hearing those sounds she passed me a bag, I opened the lunchbox and I saw….cheese sandwiches….!!!!! “Is this woman a ghost or something”?? I thought in my mind…“How come she knows all this??”
She started laughing suddenly and said “Not at all….I’m not a ghost…!!”
I just went blank after this gesture of hers…
For once again I was at a place unrecognizable, but I didn’t spoke anything as already much had happened…but then I started recognizing the place and there it was……My grandparent’s house..!!!!
I hurriedly rang the bell and told her to stand there only, I wanted her to meet my mom, meanwhile I asked he that “who are you? And how do you know my mom?”To this she replied nothing but just smiled very cutely…
My mom opened the door and hugged me very tightly with tears in her eyes. She asked me that where I have been. I told her “mom, firstly meet her, she was the one who….where are you…hello???...mom she was there even after you opened the door, she was standing right beside me when you hugged me…I don’t even know her name..!My mom asked me “WHOM ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? YOU CAME HERE ALONE, NO ONE WAS STANDING HERE, U MUST BE EXHAUSTED THAT’S WHY YOU ARE MAKING STORIES, YOU JUST NEED A GOOD SLEEP”
Hearing this, I went dumb, ‘reached alone’!!!What?!?
That day had ended with a happy ending….
But I still ask God that who she was….How did she knew about everything I wanted before I told it to her?? How did she hear me when I was talking to myself???Did you send your angel to save me?? Or was it actually you?????
And God…as usual….remains silent…