Schlemiel got lucky

Schlemiel; an unlucky clumsy person, was the word that most describes me. Whatever I did ended up getting wrong. My life, let's not think about it. But I think there are many people craving for second chance at their life as their life is same as mine, pretty much messed up.

How is my mom doing? She should be fine. Can she handle news of me dying? What about father? I wanted them to see me succeed. I regret decisions I made in past. Death sure is mysterious. It is showing me every mistakes I have made in my short life. I had many days ahead in my life. I could have brought my messed up life in order. I am getting random thoughts, looks like I crashed my head during fall.

Wait, how much time has passed since I fell of roof. I do think lot of time has passed or is it just my imagination. I am not thinking straight. I have to calm down. Take a deep breath and exhale, continue the process. Now let's analyze the situation. I fell off roof whatever the reason might have been let's forget it for now. Then I crashed, no I did crashed but impact wasn't strong enough to turn my head into mush. As I can think, it means my head should be fine.

I'm still alive which means my life is not in instant danger. Someone should be coming to the scene soon. Seems like God listened my plea. I have never been happy for just being alive as I'm now. Failure does seems to teach about importance of success. I sure got lucky to get out of that 5 storey fall alive. Seems like all the bad luck collected for years has been paid at single time.

Clarity is slowly returning. Let's analyze, if I suffered total impact I should have broken bones over my body, blood should be flowing and spreading pungent metallic smell in the air and my lungs should have a great impact making breathing difficult, literally I should have died on the spot. But I just suffered minor broken bones, small impact on head which made my mind foggy and impact on chest area which made it difficult to breathe for some time.

Was it all due to luck? I don't think so. It seems as if impact of fall has been reduced by at least 10 times. I don't think that's physically possible without some aid. Is there someone nearby who helped me? I think I should wait for some one to come and explain to me. Let's try opening my eyes now, why was it closed in the first place? Oh, yeah I remember there was a bright flash during my fall. What was that? I was so frightened of death that I didn't care about it then but now that I think straight what was that?

What was that sound? It felt like it was heard directly inside my head not from my ears. Am I hallucinating? Maybe, I couldn't have come out scratch free from that fall, though I was saved. Thanks to whoever you are for saving me. I will now take my life seriously, I don't want to experience near death situations.