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How a Near-Death Experience Changed My Perception of Life
Your life isn’t the same when you come back from a near-death experience
I was returning to my workplace from my hometown that day.
I could take either a train or a bus from my hometown. Trains are a safer and faster option than the buses here. So I opted for a train.
I couldn’t get any tickets from the ticket counter. I could take a bus, but that would take significantly longer to reach there. So I managed a train ticket from elsewhere. I had to join my duty the next day.
The ticket I got was for a train that’s always overcrowded. I knew that very well. But that didn’t bother me then. I thought I could adjust — it’s just a matter of two-and-a-half hours.
Besides, I got a seat. So it wouldn’t matter how much crowd was there, I could not care less.
Or so I had told myself before the train came.
I couldn’t believe my eyes when the train reached the platform. It wasn’t just overcrowded. Saying it was overcrowded would be an understatement.
It was so crowded already, you would be lucky to keep both of your feet on the train.
