I was in a deep sleep. Suddenly I was hurled and my head bumped on the seat in the front. Yickes! That did pain. I rubbed my eyes to look around me. It took a while for me realize that I am in a bus. Yeah I was on a bus, and it looked like that bus had just met with an accident.
I inspected the scenario. Our bus had ran in to another government bus. Thanks to the well conditioned bus I was traveling, the damage was more on the other side. People were running left and right and one woman was sitting in the middle, crying. She had lost her 3 tooth in the front. I felt she had an unusually big tummy and it took another 2 minutes to get it registered in my mind that she is pregnant. My heart sank.
I still hadn't moved from my seat. I was resisting the urge to scratch my head. Good girls don’t scratch their head, at least not in public.
Smoke was slowing arising out of the engine. Instincts kicked in and I was on my way out that second. If that bus was going to get on fire, I was not going to be in it.
I got down and sat on the side walk a little far, still in a haze. Accidents don’t happen to me,and they don’t happen especially when I am asleep. I rubbed my head. It was still paining. Apart from the bump I didn’t see any apparent damage to my head. No wonder they say that I have a thick skull.
I wasn’t scared or traumatized, and it annoyed me. I was still sleepy, and it annoyed me even more. I was searching for a flat surface to lie down. I am a girl of simple wishes, and I take it very seriously when those wishes are not granted, especially sleep.
I looked back at the bus. People were in a frenzy. Ambulances were pouring in to the site, but as per my assumption no one was seriously injured apart from some broken bones and some lost tooth. I saw some heroes rising from the crowd, to save the rest of us mortals. It was easy then. All you have to do is to yell at people a little louder than the rest, give them some absurd instructions and act important. The younger heroes chose to rescue the damsels in distress and it hardly mattered to them even if she is not in a distress. They were gonna rescue her anyway!
And one unfortunate hero abandoned by the rest of damsels did notice the disoriented damsel sitting on the side walk.
“Hey, are you OK?” his tone was pleasant.
I looked up, emotionless. He asked again after a pause, “where is your family?”This time, I blinked.
Family?
Yes, family!... I do have one and they were no where in sight. I went back, searched for them in the middle of that chaos. They were on the other side of the road, searching for me. They were checking every ambulance that was leaving the site. My mother was hysterical with her sobs. I walked closed to her and did "ahem ahem", acknowledging that I am not dead.
She was relieved for an instant, and in the next instant she was frisking me for any injuries. I had to screech to convince that i am really alright. she took a moment to smile and then came the deluge of cursing and accusal. After that there was another 15 minute class on “how to act under emergency situations”. I tried to look like her advise is having an effect, nodding my head when required.
When she is done, I turned around and looked at my father with an “i-am-ready-to-take-your-advise-too” expression. But My father had a proud smile on his face. “You will survive no matter where you go”, he declared.
“I know”, I said, rubbing my head.
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I inspected the scenario. Our bus had ran in to another government bus. Thanks to the well conditioned bus I was traveling, the damage was more on the other side. People were running left and right and one woman was sitting in the middle, crying. She had lost her 3 tooth in the front. I felt she had an unusually big tummy and it took another 2 minutes to get it registered in my mind that she is pregnant. My heart sank.
I still hadn't moved from my seat. I was resisting the urge to scratch my head. Good girls don’t scratch their head, at least not in public.
Smoke was slowing arising out of the engine. Instincts kicked in and I was on my way out that second. If that bus was going to get on fire, I was not going to be in it.
I got down and sat on the side walk a little far, still in a haze. Accidents don’t happen to me,and they don’t happen especially when I am asleep. I rubbed my head. It was still paining. Apart from the bump I didn’t see any apparent damage to my head. No wonder they say that I have a thick skull.
I wasn’t scared or traumatized, and it annoyed me. I was still sleepy, and it annoyed me even more. I was searching for a flat surface to lie down. I am a girl of simple wishes, and I take it very seriously when those wishes are not granted, especially sleep.
I looked back at the bus. People were in a frenzy. Ambulances were pouring in to the site, but as per my assumption no one was seriously injured apart from some broken bones and some lost tooth. I saw some heroes rising from the crowd, to save the rest of us mortals. It was easy then. All you have to do is to yell at people a little louder than the rest, give them some absurd instructions and act important. The younger heroes chose to rescue the damsels in distress and it hardly mattered to them even if she is not in a distress. They were gonna rescue her anyway!
And one unfortunate hero abandoned by the rest of damsels did notice the disoriented damsel sitting on the side walk.
“Hey, are you OK?” his tone was pleasant.
I looked up, emotionless. He asked again after a pause, “where is your family?”This time, I blinked.
Family?
Yes, family!... I do have one and they were no where in sight. I went back, searched for them in the middle of that chaos. They were on the other side of the road, searching for me. They were checking every ambulance that was leaving the site. My mother was hysterical with her sobs. I walked closed to her and did "ahem ahem", acknowledging that I am not dead.
She was relieved for an instant, and in the next instant she was frisking me for any injuries. I had to screech to convince that i am really alright. she took a moment to smile and then came the deluge of cursing and accusal. After that there was another 15 minute class on “how to act under emergency situations”. I tried to look like her advise is having an effect, nodding my head when required.
When she is done, I turned around and looked at my father with an “i-am-ready-to-take-your-advise-too” expression. But My father had a proud smile on his face. “You will survive no matter where you go”, he declared.
“I know”, I said, rubbing my head.
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