Freak accident

March 7, 2008 was an unbearably eventful day. Could things have gotten any worse? We were just reeling from a credit card fraud to the tune of Fifty thousand rupees (then we believed) when we met with an accident. The actual amount now stands at 77K. Totally freak. My life did not flash before me or anything. Yes, there could have been other casualties. We almost hit a six-seater auto packed to the hilt. Since it happened at a signal, people behind braced themselves, I guess.

This truck behind us hit us and then proceeded to move forward, into our car of course. They say there is always a first time. That was the first time that I ever heard glass shatter. It released its deathly hold just short of the driver-side door. That is when we lost control and moved to the left side almost hitting a vehicle. Why he hit us is still a mystery. After all that, the driver of the truck had the audacity to blame us. As expected, he did not have a single document on him. We proceeded to the police station to file an FIR. The Cop told us that it is a long drawn procedure and if we want to bother ourselves at all. Wow! Thanks for the vote of confidence, man! We went ahead anyway.

Of course it is now more useless than used toilet paper! In our country we can use the tax payers’ money & keep up the drama in court for ever and ever! Really what were they thinking when they drew up the law. Funnily it always seems to favor the criminals. If I tell my husband that we will stick with it, he asks me if all I care about is fighting. I tell him that change begins with each one of us. That is why the bad guys feel stronger.

IF I were to ever hurt anybody out of my fault, I WOULD compensate him/her. It is not fair to think that just bcos somebody owns a car/house, they have all the money in the world. I am sure that I would not be able to sleep a single night till I made sure that the person I wronged was okay. And I am not saying this bcos I was a victim!

The best part is that in all the drama that took place on the road. There were 2 traffic cops who came to be part of the audience. I was amazed at their casual behavior. After we finished with the cop station, one of them called in the evening. For money! Neel asked him why he wanted money. The cop did not even say a word to the truck driver. He responded by saying that he was new on the job and did not know how to handle the situation. It seems the only thing they taught him in police training school is how to obtain money from hapless people. Amazing!