SHAKEN!!!

Still trying to digest the fact that last evening could have been FATAL.
It was like any other day... absolutely no indication of what was to come... Probably, that's how these things happen.ALL OF A SUDDEN. WITHOUT EVEN A WARNING.

I was getting back home (from where, what, etc are inconsequential), as usual mulling over every little issue under the sun. The road we (auto driver and me) were traversing was so familiar to me that even with closed eyes I could easily tell where we had reached.

The familiarity of the oft-frequented area, of the confines of the auto, of the destination I was headed to... probably all added up to making it absolutely unexpected.

What happened was that the front wheel of the auto in anticipation of tackling an unnoticed speed-breaker leapt, almost three feet, in the air and came down with a such a jolt that it stunned my senses for god-knows-how-long... an eternity. Neither the driver nor me could say what had just occurred. It lasted for not more than two minutes but we were shaken.

After what seemed like the passing of an eon, I realised that we were still alive with all bones in place.
"You were lucky"- that's what one horribly amazed on-looker told me.

A brush with the unknown... jolted out of my little world of reverie... my long-awaited rendezvous with "fate".

For now, am unable to come to terms. Life. Death. What do they hold for me?