# When life skids!

***“Oh Boy! Here, take your wristwatch!”*** — A young man, 19 years old something, came closer & extended his hand. I was still figuring out with my blurry vision!

What were these people doing around me on a countryside road? I could sense this **dirt** all over my body and maybe some smear of **blood** as well!

What should I do **next**?

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Should I head towards the office? Anyway, I was getting late! Wasn’t I?

But wait!! My pants were torn, multiple **bruises** across the body, top to bottom!

Then, would **hospital**, be my next destination? Or should I call the person whom I was supposed to pick up 5 mins from then on my way to the office?

So much of confusions, when you **crash-land** on a surface, without even flying an airplane!

***“Go home, before you get unconscious!”***\- The chain of thoughts broke to the voice of a person in the crowd.

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So, What happened **10 seconds back**? Soon I realized, I had heavy scratches on the left side body. It was my scooty that got skidded, an event I had never anticipated for this morning while rushing out of home with a singular agenda to beat the traffic light for one more day & arrive at work!

**But, today was different!** Whether to blame the rain, the road condition, my driving skillset or a combination of all three… This would remain a mystery!

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Oh Shit! My phone was **switched off!!** I fell on the left side, while the phone was in my right pocket! Can’t trust the device at a time of urgency, which could go into a coma with the appearance of a mini earthquake on its base! With the blood flowing from everywhere, I managed to dial two numbers.

One was the person waiting for me on the way to the office, whom I **fabricated** my delay for today as some important task, while the other one was my mom whom I had to deliver my news of **homecoming**!

The way back towards the home, with almost half senses & near blind vision couldn’t be explained with words!

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What followed next was a typical painful journey of waiting & waiting a bit more to get back to normalcy. Swallowing **antibiotics**, applying **ointments**, ensuring safety from infection via taking **injections** and feeling rigidity in doing even tiny tasks!

**Twenty minutes back, I was the busiest guy on the street with all the lofty aspirations for the day** & cut to this moment, I was crying for a recovery, while thanking the people who appeared all of a sudden from nowhere in my rescue & my family who did the first-aid to cease the flow of blood!

Life came to a halt when you stayed locked inside a room for nearly a week! It was mandatory back in the COVID-19 lockdown days, but couldn’t find that suitable anymore with a wounded soul!

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So, why am I sharing online about a **sensitive** matter like a road accident?

While applying those medicines over the bruises, feeling discomfort in simple movements and **missing out** on the [daily discipline of walking 7+ KM/Day](https://souravist.in/100-days-walk), are **not** some amusing experiences to sustain with.

[![](https://cdn.hashnode.com/res/hashnode/image/upload/v1711895238038/7e93a8fd-fb56-41c4-86d4-358615fd33f5.png align="center")](https://twitter.com/MumbaiPolice/status/1144133536330309632)

The sole purpose of maintaining this digital journal is to express the very human side of my life’s experiences, which is full of its share of flaws & fortitude, tears & joy. This blog would remind me & others who read it, about, **how precious this life is!**

The scars on the **helmet** & the empty road on that day, made me feel gratitude for **avoiding even larger dangers!**

This event **puts a brake** on my craving to put on mindless accelerator at all times & instead prioritize the **care** for myself & the people on the streets.

I got a reality check that, **it could happen to anybody!**

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Somehow, till the time, someone is backed by family, friends and well-wishers around, no pain is strong enough to dodge him/her down.

Because in the end, No matter what… **THE SHOW MUST GO ON!**