A blessing in disguise

itz HELMET vs "HELL-MET"

Well, Its really tough to explain how weird it felt when I banged my head(ofcourse covered with helmet) onto the wall by the side of the subway that I riding. Though it was an accident which could have just crushed my head into many a fragments, I dint forget to out on my helmet that saved me from being - "Hell met". Now that's what I call - "Blessing in disguise".

Hmmm, here goes my narration.
It was a wonderful morning as usual with my over time in bed. But had to start to place to meet an important person. Two of us had to reach there around 11. The other guy would reach there in his car by 11, and I was to drive there in my bike. I had enough time to take bath, eat and make a few scribblings in my diary. I started from home around 10.15. I had to make it to the petrol bunk as my bike was starving with the last few drops of the left-over. Everything was happening the very pleasant way. I had almost all traffic signals clear with green and I must say that was not turning out to be my good luck. I crossed the signal leading to the subway near loyola college. I had a vendor with horizontally extending baggage fitted to the rear of his M-80 motorcyle(thats what most vendors use). The clear evidence of carelessness in him proved to be fatal for me. His cell phone rang and without even a second thought he pulled out his right hand off the accelerator to pick up the ringing phone and thereby automatically his vehicle started dragging towards the left extreme. and thats where I was. He had no rear view mirror nor did he care to look for who was behind. nows thats where it all started. This meant I had to both slowdown, move towards the right and then over take him. Mind you, this is a subway and you cannot stop, and if you stop the person from behind is certainly gonna hit you from behind. I had to make a choice, and there was a bus behind me on the right and so i cant slow down and take the right. All this I had to think in less than a second and by that time the horizontal protruding baggage got glued to my handle-bar. Now that was the unexpected, I had no control. All I could do is just watch and if I did that I could have had people seeing me at the ICU or even Graveyard. But I chose something else that saved me. just jumped out of the bike and I was well aware i was wearing a helmet and hence let my helmet "bang" on the side wall. and the second point of balance was my left lec and left hand. I was sliding along the wall and imagine I was sliding along the wall and not along the road which meant i was air-borne and and eventually had to fall but with no damage due to fall.

Well ,The very next thing that comes to one's mind is the "shock". The shock wave initially left me with its chill and fear of the road to death just breezed along my face. But I saw four faces appear consecutively utterins something that brought me to reality.
First was that of my father who uttered - "Dont come here. Its not yet time. join me later".
I miss him a lot these days. He is my hero for ever and I can never equal him.
Second was my mother's image screaming not able to bear the sight of me in critical medical scenario. I cant see her suffereing that way forever.
Third was my friend who infact in that short span of illution even slapped me and told - "Get up. You still haven realised your dream. Get the hell out of here".
The last was that of mine and it said - "There is lot more in store(no clue if its good or bad) and the world will be incomplete without us".
Now these four images brought me back to reality. My leg was shaking in the aftermath of the shock. I could not bend my knees. I tried getting up, but it pained a lot. The four images gave me courage to fight the pain and made me stand on my feet. I can only say it pained a lot more than ever before. Now my hands joined the shivering party, and it shivered out the coldness of the accident. I saw a few coming to my help, but the vendor who was the real culprit had already fled.
A young man came up to me and asked if I was alright and he helped me climb up hill the subway where I reached a road side tea-shop. Thats where I noticed the bruises and it was bleeding. I borrowed some water to clean my leg and rested there for a while. It was 11.10 and I had 5 missed calls in my cell phone. I called up the other guy with whom I had to meet an important person and asked to proceed without me. It took a while for me to understand that I am alive and I had to taste a cup of tea to ensure I dint loose any of my senses. ;). Anyways that day was more of learning about how to combat shock and thats how i want it to be registered in my brain rather than a almost fatal accident. Atleast after reading this I guess you would never forget to wear your helmet. Beteer dont forget or else you would be "HELL MET".