The great escape

A Story by Joyram

Nobell Gopal, aged about 72, called a press meet. He shared an interesting episode in which he escaped from near death. This is a story of 100% humor meant only for those with a great sense of humor.

One day, Nobell Gopal called the press to tell them about his great escape from drowning in a swimming pool.

Gopal: It is sheer my providence that I am alive here and talking to you.

Press 1: yes Sir, we too feel the same. We know that you don't know swimming, which you too know well.

Press 2: And you did not have any inclination to learn swimming.
Press 3: what was the need Sir, to learn swimming if it is of no use?
Gopal: well-said press. You are the smartest people on the earth. Now shall I tell you why I called you?

Press (in chorus): yes Sir, you have survived a fall in a pool and now looking so cool.

Gopal: Oh, that's delightful! Now, shall I start the adventure that resulted in inviting the press to come here and press my house’s calling bell?

Press: We know that you are hard-pressed for time. Please start narrating immediately Sir, we are waiting here for more than half an hour.

Gopal: Yes I know, in fact, it is 35 minutes. Here I go. The day before yesterday I had gone to a five-star hotel at the invitation made by my son-in-law's friend to my son.

Press: If the invitation was made to your son why would you go to a five-star hotel?

Gopal: Good question. Our car driver did not turn up that day. So my son told me "Dad, you are our driver today". I said "OK"
After we reached the hotel, my son asked me to wait in the park, located adjacent to the car parking area.
Press: So, you parked the car in the parking area and parked yourself inside the park.

Gopal: Wow, how intelligent these press people! Yes, after sitting in the park for half an hour, I got bored. So I started taking a stroll around the hotel. It was becoming dark and I could not see things clearly. But I continued strolling even in the light darkness so that I could feel a bit adventurous. Am I right?

Press: when are you not right and wrong Sir? Now also you are sitting right in front of us.

Gopal: Oh, what a sense of humor! Ok, I took my steps slowly so that I would not fall by coming into contact with some invisible hard object on the ground. It was around 8 PM. I got stuck with an iron railing. I held the railing carefully and slowly descended down. At that point in time, an idea struck me.

(A person in the Press, murmuring to himself..."If one of us were to be there, you would have been stuck on your back instead of your idea".)

Gopal: I took out my cell phone and switched on the torch. I was terrified to see the sight in front of me.

(Press murmuring again to themselves...'Good that sight did not get terrified of your sight')

Gopal: It was a swimming pool. I found it hard to breathe. I suddenly thought I was drowning. I wanted to shout for help. But I could not because it was a 5-star hotel. My shouting could have been mistaken for a nusance). Moreover, people inside 5-star hotels generally don't shout, even though they might be indulging in all sorts of nonsense.

Press people shouted: Oh my god, Sir, how deep was the swimming pool?"
Gopal: Well, later I was told that its depth was 10 meters which mean, more than 30 feet depth.

Press: In that case, you must have drowned in the pool instantly. How come you survived?

Gopal: Wait, my pressed friends, I understand your excitement and curiosity. I almost thought I would drown and would be taken to the government hospital for a postmortem.

Press: yes, police would have suspected you had committed an unauthorized suicide.
Gopal: Kudos! Another great inference by the press

Press: Sir, enough of the press praises! Now, complete your story.
Gopal: I somehow struggled and managed to go to the other side of the swimming pool and felt again the iron railing. I instantly took hold of it firmly and slowly but very steadily climbed up alongside the railing. By the grace of God, I reached above the swimming pool.
Press: Sir, how much water was there inside the pool?
Gopal: I told you to know, that God was bent upon saving me and so, fortunately, the swimming pool was dry without water that day.

At this point in time, every pressman, feeling befooled, laughed instantly and started rising from their seats to go towards Nobell Gopal and manhandle him. But his son managed the situation, inviting them for a lunch in a 3-star hotel nearby. Gopal realized he invited not only the attention of the press but also their wrath. Then, he literally ran away from that scene.

Later, the press was informed that Nobell Gopal had to contend with his self-made fun and jam-coated bun for his lunch.