The vision one can never get over is the face of death. We were in the middle of a river, high speed river in a canoe. I cannot swim and I did not have a life jacket on. One mistake was made and I saw the face of the navigator. A quick, sharp glance at the oarsman. But it was too late. The water had already streamed in. My boat turned upside down. At that moment, I remembered my brother’s words – “paddle, always paddle to reach the surface”. I paddled. There was the light. I could see light! Before I knew it I had climbed onto the back of the boat.
My mother was stuck underneath and we recovered her after 15 long minutes. We had taken a trip to celebrate my birthday. I thought I would never want to celebrate my birthday ever again. But I remember the face of death and smile today, because I saw that it was not meant to happen. I will have my second birthday since that day and I can finally celebrate life! I have finally understood why a birthday is meant to be celebrated. I now have the reason to have a ‘happy’ birthday.