A road accident
One day I insisted with my parents to go to Funky Orbits.
They were very irritated with me so they told me not to make noise and
that we would be going in an hour's time.
When one hour was up, my parents shot down immediately as they sensed
I would irritate them again. My father started the car and also began
talking about his business and how people deal with him. I wasn't listening
that much and looked drowsily at the window and cried out. I explained
to my parents that there was an accident on the road and also why not
go and investigate.
We got out of the car and went further to the accident
that had occurred.
A car had banged against the bus. The bus driver had fled away. The
driver of the car had been wounded badly. He was bleeding. The woman
who sat next to him was crying.
There was a child also who was safe and looking at the bystanders. Someone
had called an ambulance. We
went back to our car, then my mother suddenly remembered that there
was a party at home and the guests were coming at 5 p.m. To the astonishment
of all three of us, it was already 4.45 p.m., so we returned quickly
and what a splendid party we had.
Moral of the Story: Never drive too fast and when you
are drunk, don't drive at all.
(2 March 2002)
