The FallOne day, when I was young around 3 years old, grandmother was putting our groceries at the back of our Vitara, I was then at then at the backseat standing watching her loading the car with the groceries. My mom who was at the driver's seat wasn't able to hold me immediately and looked in front and for that brief second I dove into the back and fell straight on the concrete pavement.
I fell face down. My mom and grandmother ran to me, my mom checked me for injuries. She was quite relieved that other than a small gash in my inner upper lip, I did not have any other injuries. My parents and grandparents thought at that time that an angel actually was able to catch me, making my injury very minor.