A Horrible Childhood Memory

Some of the past memories are not forgettable. Here I narrate one such memory of my life. I remember a fateful day when my friend, Sameer, almost got drowned. During our summer holidays, our school was closed. There was a big pond close to our home. My friends and I often went there to take our bath and have a swim. On that bright colourless summer day I had gone with my two friends, Sameer and Arif, to the pond. We got into water, swam for a while and were thoroughly enjoying ourselves. At one stage, when we were quite far away from the bank I heard Sameer cry out for help. He was going under water. At first I thought he was making fun, but soon I realized that there was something wrong. I saw Arif swimming toward Sameer. But Sameer was drowning, his body was under water. We could not find him. It was a serious situation; everybody was tensed. I was puzzled and could not decide what to do. Then I swam towards the bank and cried out to the passerby to do something to rescue Sameer. Hearing my shouts a young man rushed to the spot, took off his shirt and jumped into the pond within moments. He dived into the water, searched for Sameer a few times, and after about five minutes found him and brought him on the surface, and carried him to the bank in an unconscious state. We were still not sure about his condition. Then he shook Sameer in a special way for sometimes. After about 40 minutes Sameer had some movement and opened his eyes. It was a  terrible experience of my life.