I thought I was ready<\/p>\n
On Death, my ready quip if ever a question was posed on me:<\/p>\n
“I am ready, anytime, anywhere. My only wish is<\/p>\n
let it be an instant, painless going away.”<\/p>\n
But my mettle was tested 2 days ago.<\/p>\n
Going down from 18th floor of our building,<\/p>\n
I noticed that the lift was acting strange.<\/p>\n
True to form, a fast and sudden jolt downward and stopped abruptly<\/p>\n
No indication on what floor, no sound nor motion, nothing.<\/p>\n
I pressed the emergency button.<\/p>\n
An alarm sounded but another heavy jolt<\/p>\n
and downward motion followed again.<\/p>\n
My composure was shaken with every jolt<\/p>\n
and downward motion, of course.<\/p>\n
Is this my end?<\/p>\n
Although it’s instant (whew!) and painless (?),<\/p>\n
I come to thinking that slow death is not my cup of tea too.<\/p>\n
I again pressed the red button and another alarm sounded<\/p>\n
but no help came and another jolt<\/p>\n
and the lift stopped at the 5th floor and opened its door.<\/p>\n
I immediately got out of the lift, dashed for the stairs,<\/p>\n
and now the alarm is on.<\/p>\n
This, I think, is His way of telling me –<\/p>\n
“You’re full of yourself, here’s for your high talks”<\/p>\n
All my bravado went down the drain<\/p>\n
Proceeded to the stairs, a welcome sight!<\/p>\n
Slowly, one step at a time (shaking), reached my floor, 2nd<\/p>\n
Humbly, I declared that I am not ready as I claimed<\/p>\n
I was a scaredy-cat, my knees shook and turned to jelly<\/p>\n
Sat down on the steps and heaved a sigh of relief.<\/p>\n
So, still humble and boast-less, mumbled a prayer<\/p>\n
“Lord, let Your will be done.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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