Yesterday there was a strike call in West Bengal.
The roads were almost empty. I usually leave office at 9:00 to 9:30 pm.
But since I anticipated less transportation option I left early at around 8:00 pm and took a shuttle. The shuttle car was a white colored ambassador.
The driver was young and energetic. Fortunately I got seat in the front just beside him. Around the middle of the the journey there is a place called Science city. There we need to cross a bridge. Few yards before the the bridge a speeding Tata Sumo crossed our car from left side to the right. Just before the bridge the same car was pushing our car towards left. Our car was running at around 60 km/h. In front of our car just few feet away there was another car blocking our car from moving forward. The Sumo was pushing from right side, in the front side vacant car blocking us from speeding away and in the left side was a small bush separating two roads at slightly different level just before the bridge. My co-passengers started panicking. And I started laughing. The word that came out of my mouth was "crazy". And then the car stopped jerking into the bush and just kissing the car that was left vacant in front of our car. The Sumo Sped away taking a zigzag path. People just heaved a sigh of relief. I was quite amazed with myself. If the accident happened I along with the driver would have been affected most and still I could not help laughing at the moment.
The recursive call called "du diner duniya" that was called on 30th Oct would have been the last call and still I was not down. It gave me enough confidence to enjoy and feel even the last moment. I felt empowered to face even the kiss of death with smile on my face.
The roads were almost empty. I usually leave office at 9:00 to 9:30 pm.
But since I anticipated less transportation option I left early at around 8:00 pm and took a shuttle. The shuttle car was a white colored ambassador.
The driver was young and energetic. Fortunately I got seat in the front just beside him. Around the middle of the the journey there is a place called Science city. There we need to cross a bridge. Few yards before the the bridge a speeding Tata Sumo crossed our car from left side to the right. Just before the bridge the same car was pushing our car towards left. Our car was running at around 60 km/h. In front of our car just few feet away there was another car blocking our car from moving forward. The Sumo was pushing from right side, in the front side vacant car blocking us from speeding away and in the left side was a small bush separating two roads at slightly different level just before the bridge. My co-passengers started panicking. And I started laughing. The word that came out of my mouth was "crazy". And then the car stopped jerking into the bush and just kissing the car that was left vacant in front of our car. The Sumo Sped away taking a zigzag path. People just heaved a sigh of relief. I was quite amazed with myself. If the accident happened I along with the driver would have been affected most and still I could not help laughing at the moment.
The recursive call called "du diner duniya" that was called on 30th Oct would have been the last call and still I was not down. It gave me enough confidence to enjoy and feel even the last moment. I felt empowered to face even the kiss of death with smile on my face.
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