Sometimes you have certain experiences in life which can give you goosebumps by their mere recollection. I had a similar experience today.
The weather has been really chilly for quite some days. The sun had shown some muscle over the dense fog only today.
I was sitting with my family in the verandah to enjoy the sunshine. The adjacent building is being constructed. I looked up and saw that the workers were putting up a column and were struggling with it. I cautioned the others that some brick or other construction materials might fall over us, so it’d be better if we moved in. But they didn’t quite pay much attention just then.
Then something strange happened. Without even giving a second thought about warning them again, I simply got up and moved towards the door. I had barely taken 3-4 steps; when I heard a loud crash behind me. A brick had fallen at the spot where I had been sitting!
It was a really close shave. I had escaped by a matter of seconds!
When I think about it in retrospect, I realise that some strange intution had driven me to get up and move away from the spot without warning the others again; as if I knew I was the only one in danger.
Was it a mere coincidence?