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During a stunt yesterday, my base crumbled and I fell to the floor, spraining my ankle. All was fine till last night when the sharp pains kicked in. Later, a text message and an angsty call at 4am left me crying myself to sleep.

Today, I got replaced for a few stunts and won't be doing much for the routine. Got what I wanted? Right now, I don't think so. Always at the wrong place at the wrong time...