Alhamdulillah. ALLAH SWT has given me another chance to live this beautiful life. I almost died yesterday! The experience was a brief one but it has undoubtedly changed the way I see this life. It is to appreciate this life, even more; and to be more grateful with what ALLAH SWT has bestowed upon my humble life, irregardless that it is imperfect and lesser in comparison to other’s.
The Nahara’s entrance.
Kakak made plan for a short vacation for us this weekend. We were deliberating to go to Avani Port Dickson but due to our financial circumstances (Haha!), we opted for somewhere that is more economical but unique. So, Kakak chose to go to The Nahara at Kalumpang which coincidentally is located at this district of Hulu Selangor – which is not that far from my residence in Batang Kali! I’ve been residing in Hulu Selangor for 7 years now but I’ve never been there though I keep hearing about it and Kalumpang’s various eco-resorts from my colleagues. So naturally, I was quite intrigued by this trip!
Kakak and her family drove from Putrajaya straight to The Nahara via PLUS Highway and I met them there by driving myself. My chalet is situated far across the other side from theirs. I guess for RM150, this is a very comfortable chalet for one person – very much like the one in other Hulu Selangor eco-resorts (my next target is to go to Janda Baik, where there is this chariot-like chalet; REFER to my 2017 New Year resolution entry at https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2017/01/01/ahlan-wasahlan-2017-a-year-of-metamorphosis-living-the-life-of-lime-lemon-lemonade/).
The landscape was beautiful and tranquil – it was suitable for mind-rejuvenation. Unfortunately (or fortunately), the tranquility was “molested” by the continuous voices of karaoke-ing from an entourage of group who, I believe, was having their Family Day! Not that I was annoyed; I myself loved Karaokeing; but if someone were to come and to expect having some tranquility moment with crickets and all, I guess he/she would be devastated! I still find that The Settlement Hotel in Melaka was the best mind-rejuvenation spot I’ve been; check my blog entry at https://undomiel84.wordpress.com/2016/04/03/battling-mental-depression-with-self-serenity-notes-of-my-travel-the-settlement-hotel-melaka/.
My chalet – RM150, folks!
Of course, the main reason of going to The Nahara was to immerse our bodies into the freshwater stream, no? We didn’t waste our time and had a blast in the stream and my 11 years old nephew, Rifqi was so excited and being the mischievous young lad, kept throwing the ball and suddenly the ball landed at the water area near the brink. I was afraid that he might go after the ball because you know kids, when they are excited, they don’t think twice. So, I braved myself to fetch back the ball. I didn’t know how to swim; so I’ve been tiptoeing on the stream bed all that time. Yes, I managed to reach the ball though I realized that the stream bed was getting deeper. As I turned to go back to my family, I suddenly slipped off to the deeper part of the stream bed and my toe couldn’t reach anything to support the body!!! The water current at the brink was ferocious and kept pushing me into the water. My body kept sinking and I began to struggle!
Beautiful bamboo tree on the water.
As I was gasping my oxygen for the first time, I realized the water was on the level of my neck and my body kept sinking. I couldn’t breathe and the oxygen in my lung was limited! Second time I gasped, my lung was getting more suffocated as I was inhaling forcefully the oxygen as deep as possible within that split-seconds (the lung was never forced to be in that way prior to that and that explained the feeling of lungs being compressed) but my body kept sinking. I couldn’t get much oxygen and my head immersed inside the water. At that time, I was so scared and I kept struggling to signal to the other people out there but the water was so strong that I wasn’t able to move my hands up to the surface. Therefore, I began to kick the water instinctively; but of course it was no use as no one could see my feet down there!
Happily enjoying water.
The 3rd time I tried to gasp the oxygen, my lungs were so heavy that it felt so impossible to immerse out from the water; in fact, I couldn’t gasp oxygen as the water was already above my head. My lungs couldn’t sustain breath anymore as I didn’t get any new oxygen and that was one of the most suffocating moments I have experienced in my life. Thinking about it still making my heart pounding – it was as if your soul is at the edge of your throat to be sucked out by Angel of Death – and I remembered that I was wriggling like a fish without water or the greatest analogy was like a chicken died due to slaughtering! As I tried to gasp the oxygen for the 4th time which again was a futile mission as my head and body kept sinking, I was beginning to “let it go” as I felt that was it – no one was going to save me as I was struggling alone hoping for miracle – ears deafen as the water force swirled around my head. It was strange that during that panicky moment, there were so many thoughts coming to your mind. I swear to God that I had the epiphany that – “THIS IS IT. THIS IS WHERE MY LIFE GOING TO END. IN A SHORT WHILE, I AM GOING TO EXHAUST MY LAST OXYGEN IN MY LUNGS & I AM GOING TO DIE”. And just as I was losing that will to fight and to “let go” as the water force began to suffocate my nostrils and my limited-oxygenated lungs, I felt someone grabbed my hand and body and I instinctively caught the hands of my saviour – like Rose de Witt Bukater of Titanic fighting for her life through the sea of icebergs towards the lifeboat!
Before the incident.
Alhamdulillah, a Good Samaritan, a man with a skull-cap saved my life (Baywatch moment!). I thought this incident happened around 2-4 minutes but according to Kakak, it happened like split-seconds. My family thought at first that I was feigning to sink just to take the mickey out of my nephew, Rifqi as I always like to goof around him and vice versa. The people around the area were actually unperturbed by the split-seconds incident as it actually happened at a stream where there were security lines and buoys every here and there! How ironic is that? I could have died due to people’s assumption.
Beautiful bamboo tree in the water; with sunlight shone upon glistening water.
Of course, my family and I were having some nervous laughs after the incident and I didn’t really become post-traumatic scaredy cat BUT whenever I recalled the incident and as now I am jotting the experience here, my lungs become uptight and my heart is thumping ferociously especially when I reminisced about the moment when I was SUFFOCATING! Really, as a human we need oxygen; even for a slightest unexpected moment when you are forced to sustain breath without gasping enough oxygen to be confined in your lungs! When I got back to my chalet, I performed Sujud Syukur (Prostrate of Gratefulness). It was a testament of seriousness of the incident to me although it might happen in split-unnoticed-seconds. I could have died and I actually was beginning to submit to that possibility. But Alhamdulillah, ALLAH SWT wants to give me another chance to live my life and dreams. I am thankful for that.
These were the security ropes. But as you could see at the middle of the stream; the current was strong and the stream bed was unfathomable.
When you experienced this, you will see life in different lens. To be more appreciative to the life and to count your blessings; even more. It also teaches you that Death could occur any moment, any time, any place. As a human, you’d think that a shallow stream would be safer than the deep ocean – you could be wrong. When God determined Death upon you, you cannot hide anywhere; all transcribed in An-Nisa, Ayat 78 :
“Wherever you may be, death will overtake you, even if you should be within towers of lofty construction. But if good comes to them, they say, “This is from Allah “; and if evil befalls them, they say, “This is from you.” Say, “All [things] are from Allah .” So what is [the matter] with those people that they can hardly understand any statement?”
I don’t know when is my “Ajal” (Time of Death) yet, but I am grateful that it was not yesterday. A family trip that initially started with exuberance and joyfulness could possibly turned into melancholy sorrow as my family wept for my dead body in Kuala Kubu Bharu Hospital. It could be. Alhamdulillah.
The very spot at the water brink. The place where I could have died. Alhamdulillah!
Anyway, The Nahara at Kalumpang was indeed a great place to rejuvenate yourself. My experience has nothing to do with The Nahara’s security – the place has taken all the essential necessities in ensuring their visitors’ security. Do not hesitate to visit the place. It was OK for “back to nature” experience! As for me, it was a surreal experience. Alhamdulillah for the experience. God bless!