one day in my grandmother's house we had a pooja.
that time my mother told me to go and buy some flowers.
they had a lift over there.so i went down and got some flower.
as i came my father came over there.he told me to go and bring the house keys.
i dint have much energy to run up i wanted to use the lift.
so went in it.suddenly the lift stopped with a jerk.
i rang the bell no one came.i hit the door somebody came and asked,
me which block i live.i told her that my grandmother lives in third floor.
so she went to call my mother.it was so so hot that i can melt out.
so my mother and other people in the pooja came rushing.
i kept asking which floor i was.after a few seconds my mother called my father and told him.
then he called the lift operator. he told my father to go to the lift room.
he told my father instructions over phone.and little by little the lift went down.
alas! i got out of the lift! it was like a nightmare inside. i was so happy when i came out side.
