Adventure turning into worst Nightmare

Back in October in 2016 , my family had planned a vacation of 8 days in Cox’s Bazar and Bandarban.It was my second time going there . But the first time we had been there when I was very little.So my excitement increased as I thought that this time I’ll be visiting all the places there that I’ve been hearing about since my childhood.

I’ve been hearing since my childhood that daughters are closer to their father than their mothers. And in my case it’s indeed true. My father has  always prioritised me  tha my brother. It’s not like I love my mother any lesser but I am little biased for my father. So for the trip I remember telling my father that he has to take me to every spot I tell him to.

My entire week passed with great excitement and finally the day arrived .On 9 October, we started for the journey at midnight . We reached cox’s bazar and checked into our hotel . And we had a beach view room . I couldn’t hold my excitement anymore seeing the ocean from the balcony and insisted my father to take me to the beach right away & he couldn’t avoid my demand. We had visited Inani beach , Laboni beach , night markets and Himchori too.

I remember my mother had said that she don’t want to take up all the stairs to get the view of the ocean from any mountain in Himchori as she was really tired.Hearing this I had become really sad as I really wanted to go on the top of that mountain to see the ocean from there. Then my father noticed my dull face and decided that he’ll take me to get the beautiful view and my brother will stay with my mom as he also didn’t want to go up.And as he said ,he took me to the top of that mountain and I could get my preferred view.

We stayed in Cox’s Bazar for 5 days and then started for Bandarban. We reached the hotel and had a very beautiful hill view room this room. 

I’m more of a mountain person. I love being surrounded by the greenery. The beauty of the mountains always mesmerise me.There is some strange kind of tranquility in the greenery of mountains. 

We had visited many places there including the hill view points. We had gone to Nilachol, Bandarban Golden Temple , Boga Lake. The beauty of Nilachol can’t be described in words. The feeling of seeing the clouds from that close can never be replaced with any other feelings. I was pretty sure by then that I’d always cherish the beautiful memories of that trip .

On the last day of our trip, we had gone to view the Shoilo Propat Waterfall as I always cherished waterfalls too.

We reached for the waterfall and had to go downstairs to see the waterfall. For some reasons, my mom didn’t join us downstairs. She waited in the car with my brother while my father took me downstairs. Reaching the waterfall , I was enchanted to the beauty of waterfalls. And my father’s tired face was lit up seeing me so happy. 

We roamed around that area a little and clicked lots of pictures. Then he stood right beside the plane area where the water was flowing downwards and the flow of water was not really strong . 

I clicked a few of pictures of my father. Then suddenly the flow of the water increased  and my father slipped away with the flow right in front of my eyes. Luckily, there was two huge rocks in the way of water where my father got stuck . He hit his back with the rocks roughly and bruised his back badly. I froze for a few seconds and then started crying badly as I didn’t know that he had been stuck between the rocks.The local people immediately came for help. That’s when a stranger came for me and told me to not to cry as my father was still safe but to  pray so the flow doesn’t increase anymore as it’ll increase the risk for him.Just then some people were talking how 3 people had died a week ago by slipping in that waterfall in the same way and I was all engulfed in the panic.

I was all alone there in the fear of loosing my father as my mother was also in the car waiting for us.By the grace of Allah, my father was rescued within an hour. In the meantime, my mother somehow got to know and she came downstairs crying. After sometimes my father came to us from the medical room and I hugged him so tight as if I let him go, he’ll go away forever. 

And since that incident whenever I saw waterfalls , my heart sank. The horror , the fright I feel every time I see a waterfall can’t be put into words. I still shiver whenever those dreadful memories flash in my eyes. I always knew that the trip would always be memorable to me but never thought that my most beautiful adventure will into my worst nightmare like this.