As she stood there, on the edge, her entire life flashed
before her eyes.
She remembered reluctantly walking to school holding her
grandmother’s hands, the night out studies for her board examinations, college
and hostel life. Her marriage, birth of her first daughter. It seemed as if she
was watching herself through a kaleidoscope. Her thoughts were interrupted when
she stole a peek to what lay below her. A long way down, she could see the huge
river meandering through the landscape.
Fear gripped her body. She felt numb as she stood there. If
the wind were any heavier, she thought, it’d have done for her what she was
lacking the courage to do for the past few minutes. A gentle push was all that
was needed for the solitary step ahead. Into emptiness. Maybe into a new lease
of life.
She closed her eyes. She knew she had to do it. She had
thought about it, she had made plans for this moment, and yet when it finally
arrived, she seemed to be powerless to actually take the leap. She sighed, as
she thought of the loving face of her husband and the cherubic face of her
daughter.
She closed her eyes. And taking a deep breath, she spread
her arms to either sides. The instant before she actually took the final step,
she felt angelic. And she took the last step, she leapt.
The river seemed to get bigger and bigger and she approached
it with the speed gravity permitted. The same body of water which was
comfortably distant a moment ago, seemed all eager to lap her up, as it had
undoubtedly done with a thousand others.
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As she felt the chord tied to her leg tighten, she had a
feeling of elation. With that, she mentally crossed off Bungee Jumping from her
life’s to-do list.
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