A Narrow Escape
A Narrow Escape
This is a true story. My brother who is handicapped & myself went to Dadar in Mumbai to visit an Aunt. She lived very near the beach. I was just 15 then & my brother 5. We loved going to the beach but normally always went with our mother or elder sister. On our way back, temptation got the better of us & we came up with the great idea of walking along the beach instead of taking the taxi back home. If we walked along the beach we could get onto the road at the Mahim Fort some distance away from Dadar, from where we could take a taxi to our home.
Once on the beach, we got playing on the sand, making little sand castles, collecting sea shells of all shapes & sizes & time & again dipped our legs in the water enjoying the waves that lashed against the shore. The tide was coming in but we were blissfully unaware of anything. We drank coconut water, ate bhel puri & leisurely walked along in the sand. My brother has a paralyzed right hand & walks with a limp. But nothing came in the way of his enjoyment on the beach that day.
It was beginning to get dark now & we decided to move on. Engrossed in play we had forgotten to look around. As we moved ahead we were shocked to see that we could not go any further as the waters had covered the place ahead. Gripped with fear we turned back. But to our astonishment the waters behind us had also touched the shore. We were left on a small dry patch of land & were surrounded by water on all sides. we could see the Mahim Fort some distance away; the waves lashing against it. That was the place from where we had planned to exit. We stood there confused & afraid.
In desperation we looked around for some way out. Our only hope was a tall wall that was before us & there were huge boulders near the wall. But how could we climb the wall ? It was dark & no one in sight. The waters were threatening to cover this place too. Everything was happening so fast. I had to console my little brother who was crying . What next ? It seemed like an impossible situation. Escape seemed more & more difficult. Only God could save us. So we began praying desperately for God to work a miracle & send His angels to save us. We called for help with the hope that someone would be around that high wall. The water came & brushed our feet pulling us backward into the sea. Would we have a watery grave ? Nobody would know about us.I managed to get my brother onto a huge boulder with great difficulty. The water was now rising. It had reached a little above my knees & I clung onto a boulder for dear life. We did not give up.
We shouted in a chorus for help & there we saw two men looking from over the wall.They seemed very scary, rugged, rough & tough guys. But I knew that this was help sent from God in answer to our desperate prayers. I pleaded with them for help & they were astonished to see us out there almost drowning. They offered to come to our aid. It was not an easy task. Time was running out for us. We were drowning but God was with us. The men came down the wall carefully & along the boulders, got hold of my brother & carried him to safety over the wall. I felt a sense of relief & gratitude. Now I made every conscious effort to climb the boulders & made it with the help of these men. Once up, they screamed at us for being so careless & warned us never to do this again. We had learnt our lesson. Overwhelmed with gratitude we thanked the men for their timely help & also gave them some money. They too were happy that they were able to save us. They had taken a risk to come down the high wall & walk over those boulders which could have given way & caused some more trouble.
We then took a taxi home. Scared & terrified by what we had just experienced we looked like old turkey buzzards. We narrated it all to our parents & they were angry & upset but also happy to see us safe. We praised & thanked God together for saving our lives.
This is a lesson for all children who venture on the beach to be alert & watch the tide coming in & come back to safety in good time.