On a Speeding Bus

My blog friend VJ finds himself on a speeding bus that met a horrible accident. He is safely back but he tells that not everyone was so lucky.

I looked out – Delhi was still 67 kms away. It was 3:37 in the morning. Then I saw a lime color mini truck coming from the other side with two young guys sitting in the front and it came too close. I was wondering – can he still swirl this time. Something inside me said, he couldn’t. My body voluntarily flung to the aisle as a reflex. There was a loud impact and everything went black. I experienced glass flying, metal sounds, sound of iron hammering and a few second later, as the metal sounds subsided, I heard loud human sounds screaming for help. This was an accident and I was still alive. I got up thinking I am hurt, I wasn't. I located the exit door and flung it open. As I opened it, I saw a body under my feet. People behind me shoved me out of the door.

DRINKING AND DRIVING ABSOLUTELY DO NOT MIX.

Drinking and Driving do not Mix Well, More so in the Hills

A Car that Crashed from the Road above on the Shringi Vatika (Himanchal Pradesh) Premises

Apparently it was a case of drunk driving. Happened a few months back. Out of five only one person survided, he was probably born under a lucky star, he got stuck in some bushes and lived. We were walking along the road from where the car fell and the road was not that narrow and the bend not that steep. I wonder why do people take such chances?