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okay..this should start like this...
it's almost a month now..for
what happened on 27th oct..i never imagined that something like this can
happen with me ever..maybe the most realistic way of God..telling me
that we guys are mortals..not vampires (God save us all TVD-fans..like
me..) never willing to go through the events that happened that day ever
agn bt here i go...
it was almost abt 6:30 am..when i was out of
the railway-station..way back to hostel..lil-upset wid the
screwed-up-exam..bt a way too-excited with the
heavy-pocket-money-from-mummy..looking for an auto-rickshaw..thinking
abt the flipkart-wishlist..i cudn't wait to reach Kiran n yell to go out
some-place-called magical-fountain of luck-no-w with Bhavana Singh
(that's what we had planned for the day..if she remembers..)
ahem..well now i was in the auto..yet was looking-out for another..sounds weird bt ya...
[LESSON 2: we should always prior our instinct!] (bt it was my super-bad-day..i guess!)
1st
of all..that man..at lower-birth of my s3-coach gave me a
frustrating-look (maybe for calling him uncle) widout e1 bothering to
answer me for what i'd asked abt the arriving-station! (well i was
simply referring a charming-hunk as uncle..so that's how i should be
treated..bt how do i know someone behind frm his back!)
so good-morning..a bad-start itself!
[LESSON 1: never judge a person frm his/her back]
and now i cudn't stop scanning the face of the driver..he had a scar (a bad-n-SCARiest one)
on
his nose..kinda natural-sania-mirza-nose-ring..then came the
distraction wid my right-hand-side old lady (over-weighted offcourse)
with her slim..dark-toned n over-conscious-son (appearin' for some
xam..i guess!)
wid the start of the auto..the air was cool..breezy n
consuming..then suddenly a rush n it was all wild..i had enjoyed
somewhat 7-8 mins of the ride when we reached a four-fork (chauraha) [up
board walon k liye meaning :P]
[LESSON 3: always ask for a
slow-down..whenever u feel like a roller-coaster-ride..it will
eventually slow-down the prone-accidents n hence consequences..]
bt
before i could say-out or do anythin' abt it..there was a collide..all
of a sudden..from a jet-speed-bike only (thankfully no truck..or
somethin' huge) everythin' was from-and-on-left (including
me..unfortunately..)
so the collision had the sexiest-influences n
effects on the un-safe-side ie..left-side..causing auto's inversion of
the configuration ie..flipkart..i mean flipping of the huge-auto-machine
on the left-side..yeah with the passengers..in addition with little
sliding..good enough to bring the hell out of u (providing wid scratches
n scars that looks surely bad when they matures.. :( )
then-over
this flipping n inversion (along wid the bonus-over-load of the
lady-n-the-lad on me ) lead to a disjunction..of a shoulder!
(offcourse-mine and definitely-left..) (this seems more like
story-of-left..while luck was never on left at all..)
[LESSON 4: heart is on the left-side but ask u to stay n "sit" on the right-side]
this was the greatest of the pain i've been through n never felt this close to hell..i mean heaven!
those
scars were nothing in comparison to that shoulder-ache..then came the
chariot in-rescue lifting the rickshaw with me in it..when i couldn't
stop yelling of pain n almost believing that i lost my hand..he gave me
my bag and legs back to me saying: "par nahi hil raha hai ky_?"..when i
started throwing my legs as if a proof that they were fine..before he
could e1 complete his sentence..
what was more
painful-n-heart-breaking at that moment was the women (all scar-free)
refusing the driver to carry me hospital instead she was like ordering
him to take them to the examination-venue..i didn't say a word to
her..or e1 looked at her for any help or hope being busy
gaining-sympathy from her arguing-son..asking her mother to show some
kindness..bt she failed to do so!
now i was dying of the pain and
of the helpless..useless..CID-inspired-crowd..when then the shattered n
front-glass-broken auto didn't start..my mind couldn't think of
anything except pain..trying to figure it out..came parents.."no i
couldn't call papa" was the response that came
along..sunny..nai..kiran..yes..she was like my guardian there..i called
her directly to the hospital and went away from the crowd to help
myself..widout e1 a goodbye-look for that lady-raavan! i eventually got
another auto as a lift (wid not-so-good-uncle..already in it) and was
dragged to the nearest civil-hospital..n i still don't believe they
simply-just-only first-aid me..giving no adhere to the greatest-injury
of my life!..saying that i had to wait for 2 days for a referral for an
x-ray if i think there's any disjoint or something..i was like..'what
the fish!'
anyway..i have always been brave of the needles in my
life..bt that day i was scared of e1 by the touch of the
people..nevermind i got 1 injection as a pain-killer plus 1 free..so 2
killers..i will never forget the moment when i was laying on the bed and
crying out of pain like a kid when i couldn't stop thinking about my
mummy and wishing my not-so-little-sis Rinnie was there with me to see
what i was going through..my bother Sunny..Dipen..they were all hovering
in my mind like anything..only i know how helpless i was feeling..
it
was around 7:45 now..then came-in-the-interruption..some man drifting
my thoughts and asking me to empty the bed for some other patient..when i
could hardly e1 move of the concentrated pain..those killers weren't
probably activated yet leaving two-tiny-painful-pores only..but i did
manage and left the place in disgust..
[LESSON 5: never rely on a govt. hospital]
then
came Kiran and Rupali..and i was like back to earth..reborn..seeing my
people..thanks to God for such friends..Kiran was like financial-support
during all this..i could rely on her for everything..thank god she was
there to make me come out of all these so easily and for doing all what
it takes so wisely..she has now done some of the weird stuffs for me..i
never imagined she would ever be doing! n that's really sweet of
her..helped me make-out more new friends like Akriti..who showed-up like
a fairy to me helping us in every possible way..which i really
appreciate..i can't imagine her asking an appointment for me wondering
if my full name to be 'Swati Enrique'..
i never expected Rupali's
mood to be jolly that day..something serious was there with her..acting
weird n saying she was just trying make me feel light..haha..she was
like a care-taker..an affection only a mother can posses..simply a
remedy for everything bad..i actually started getting terrified
everytime she was with her bowl of mustard-oil..a home-remedy u know! bt
we always had a kala-hit! hehe..Diksha for being there as a sister
making pony out of my hairs (how m gonna ever forget that!) and taking
care of my medicines n meals..Bhavana Singh for always having a reserve
of care and love for me n ya hunger for woodland shoes! :P just cannot
forget shouting of Shubham for telling all these very lately to her..god
please don't make me think of her whenever m with a Taylor's song on! i
adore her so much..and yes distance didn't matter..proved right when i
felt the same affection n care from my friends Neha..Raisa and
Rahul..wonder how come Dinesh never ran-out of roses for us..n now i was
gettin' more..found a brother in him..all those get-well-soon roses
made me flash a smile everytime..miss u gorgeous guys Bhavana
Shrivastava..Ruby..Rajni..u all made me feel special..thanku :)
all my get-well-soon roses :)
all over lucknow was a great experience though the little-price is this crepe-bandage-thing for over a month..
so
finally Gyan..Amit..Harshit all came to say a final goodbye and to help
us wid our luggage (guys always do that)..will never be forgetting the
last small things like Kiran n Amit getting me maza..i mean
mazza..Harshit counting me as the 10th item along with the 9 luggage we
were carrying during our return..haha..Gyan asking us to stay more..n
refusing that he was crying..God knows the truth!..becuz of the rush we
couldn't e1 properly say 'thank you' to u guys..u all are having each of
ur own comedian inside u..giving the same reply for me..on Kiran's
phone was epic! haha
[LESSON 6: make lotts n lottts of frnds..]
the
idea of putting all this before u guys was to tell that i've realized
that we have got this one short-simple life..it's us who make it
complicated..we can't take grudges with ourselves once we are done..n
gone..so we should take time to say 'i'm sorry'..'please forgive
me'..'thank you' or 'it's okay'..becuz if tomorrow never comes..you'll
have no regrets abt today..this accident could have been deadly..so
making a use of this lifetime and timeline (fb) only..m here to fill the
void that i feel everytime..whenever i hear the words best-friends..i
can't help bt Saroj n Kiran Shukla r the names that strikes me..m sorry
for all the past behaviors of mine..please take this as an apology..n
frankly..after such a long time..i don't e1 remember the reason..i was
upset wid u guys..n anyhow..it doesn't matter much to me now..i hope us
to be fine n good frnds agn.. :)
well hats-off for all those..who have all really gone through the pain of reading all these..a heart-felt thanku.. :)
[LESSON 7: i better learn..to present things short-and-sweet.. :P ]
btw..i'm glad as now i can use both my hands as i type.. :)