I am sure all of us would have met with some or the other road accident, or at least know people who have been through one. Now, please don't label me as someone serious and dark as I choose to write on this topic. I recently met with a two-wheeler accident and I am slowly getting back to normal. I am bored resting at home ;) so here I am writing about it.
I remember how my friends in college used to make fun of me riding a bike (I was really thin then. Btw, I still am ;-) ) saying - "Don't ride alone. You might fly off" . I used to laugh and ignore (as I always do for any comments on my lanky structure. Silently I tell myself.. "you are jealous.. bitch";) ) I quoted this here because, after this accident.. it all came to my head!
I work in Bangalore . I love this city. It has EVERYTHING from A to Z. It is a city of colours, scents, music and food! And how can I miss this . Traffic. Bangalore Traffic is the topic of the city. It's the only thing that gets bangaloreans frustrated about living here.The most pitiable ones are people with expensive cars. All they can do is move like a Janavasam Car in first gears. I , being a Kinetic Flyte owner, overtake all these cars (with a not so explicit happiness) and fly to work. Oh, I love my bike :-)
That is a very old pic! That's my roommate riding my vehicle and that's me at the back.
Last week, Saturday, I had planned to see my friend and then go visit my brother.I had a nice long one hour chat at my friend's place. Already hungry, I started heading to my brother's place. A middle aged man in a scooter was heading towards me in the wrong direction. I was not very fast, but there was little I could do by the time i realised we are going to clash.!
Now, comes the interesting part. You know how people say, the second you meet with an accident, your mind thinks about your parents, the people you love, a sudden fear of "what if.." etc. etc... All that is bullshit. All that came to my mind were two things :
1. Wanted to yell at the middle aged man , but didn't do it! I was in pain
2. Wanted to find out where all the blood was coming from!
Followed by hell a lot of drama and a group of autowalas cursing that guy (just because he didn't get hurt but I did ;-)) , I managed to get myself treated and safely reach home that night. I am 80% fine now, and ready to get back to work.. But.. I can't help but think now - "What IF....?"
I remember how my friends in college used to make fun of me riding a bike (I was really thin then. Btw, I still am ;-) ) saying - "Don't ride alone. You might fly off" . I used to laugh and ignore (as I always do for any comments on my lanky structure. Silently I tell myself.. "you are jealous.. bitch";) ) I quoted this here because, after this accident.. it all came to my head!
I work in Bangalore . I love this city. It has EVERYTHING from A to Z. It is a city of colours, scents, music and food! And how can I miss this . Traffic. Bangalore Traffic is the topic of the city. It's the only thing that gets bangaloreans frustrated about living here.The most pitiable ones are people with expensive cars. All they can do is move like a Janavasam Car in first gears. I , being a Kinetic Flyte owner, overtake all these cars (with a not so explicit happiness) and fly to work. Oh, I love my bike :-)
That is a very old pic! That's my roommate riding my vehicle and that's me at the back.
Now, comes the interesting part. You know how people say, the second you meet with an accident, your mind thinks about your parents, the people you love, a sudden fear of "what if.." etc. etc... All that is bullshit. All that came to my mind were two things :
1. Wanted to yell at the middle aged man , but didn't do it! I was in pain
2. Wanted to find out where all the blood was coming from!
Followed by hell a lot of drama and a group of autowalas cursing that guy (just because he didn't get hurt but I did ;-)) , I managed to get myself treated and safely reach home that night. I am 80% fine now, and ready to get back to work.. But.. I can't help but think now - "What IF....?"
