PERFECT TURN, OF SPEED OVER 45 KM/HR

Hi friend’s this is an incident happen on Jan 6, part – 2

                                         Scene-7

Time: 9.00am

Day: Sunday

Place: out of friend room {t.m.palayam}

         I moved out of the room, and finding my bike which is facing south direction; iyyapan and madan came out to send off me, for the workshop. I sited my position in the bike, I tried to start but bike not started yet.

       Both the visitors made confused look replied “ sarath you taking more risk, bike had some problem, and your hand was bleeding take a rest here, we two  will take the bike to the  mechanic shop “.

           “Its okay da” I am alright, “please push the bike at back it will start.

They also attempted lot, but the result fails.

        At last “you are right, I need to keep the bike here” they smiled. I called the iyyapan “please solve the starting problem in bike, do something, after the workshop I need to go home”.

     I gave the bike key to iyyapan, he received and send off me, I moved 3 yard in the narrow road and came back, I took 100rupees gave to iyypan , but he doesn’t received it. “Keep it da, you need it, tomorrow I will get it from you” he added.

            

                                                  Scene-8

 Time: 9.30

Day   : Sunday

Place:  inside the college

     I was received by watchman in the gate-3, I moved to seminar hall. . Seminar hall is filled by M.E students, there no UG students there. Everyone in hall chat with their friend, no one looked at me. I moved forward to sit on the third row, third site and I hided my wound by hand which also covered by hand kerchief with skeleton tattoo.

                                I turned back and had general talk with one of my senior, “hi bro, at what time the workshop will start?” waiting for his reply.

                                                                      “Don’t know, every other students were waiting in the bus stand”, “we were pick up by the director “. I took my mobile gave a call to karthik.

        But there were no coverage in that area, I waited patiently for the arrival of other students. 

 Time: 9.40 am 

    karthik came inside the seminar hall, with other aero b students. And karthi came towards me, and sited next to me. He gazed on me “hey, sarath what happen to your hand, why you tired with kerchief? “.

        “It’s a small accident dude”, he confused, “what small wound, its bleeding man”, have you applied a pain killer. “There no time for that karthi.”

      “Leave it da”
            “we can use the first aid kit in the break session”.  By the time all the workshop members have entered the seminar hall. They apologies for the week end workshop .

        They continued the topic which was stopped yesterday, I don’t cope up with the topic, I hate structure lecture. So I waited to an extent. My hand was bleeding and causes some pain in regular intervals.

    At last they allowed us for the break for 10 minutes, within a second I moved to the door, karthi followed me. Senior girls, who were sitting right side, slowly turned their head toward me, as some problem with me. Yes I had.

                  I truly hided the wound from everyone, so they need not ask the scene -5 anything from me.

                     I removed my kerchief, to show my wound to the karthi, and then I turned back and take the water from water doctor (water purifier) to wash my hand. I heard karthi was explaining the accident to someone.

                                                I don’t mind, if the situation know to one student. 
     I continue the cleaning process, after that I turned towards the side way, I shocked for the karthi explanation of my accident; he was explain the situation to the director, who is the head of the work shop organization commit.

          He made a look on my wound; ask to go to his room to apply Dettol which was near office. We both moved to the sir room,  madam were present in the office; she was wearing a jeans dress like.             

                                                     She received us and ask the question “what you need?”, karthi replied “ we need the first-aid kit”, she looking both of us , I showed my wound, she made a ugly look at as she watching a man eating the snake.

     She gave the first aid kit; karthi helped me to do the first-aid. After the first-aid, we moved to the seminar hall, everything started as it.

                                                            Scene-9

Time: 2.00pm

Date: same day

Place : in catted

       Highlighting scene is I served the food to everyone, with the wound hand. They all too concentrate on food, not who served it.

    Some conversation with M.E students, I and karthik went out, he moved left side to the hostel and I moved right side to the friend room to collect my bike.

                                                         ………………………., I collected my bike it been charged 50 rupees, some oil is been leaked out, it’s doesn’t affect the travel to my home. I collected my helmet and said bye to everyone. And started my bike, moved to my home, by thinking a question “how my family members take this accident as?”

            Lot of question in my mind, but I didn’t slow down my bike.

                                      Scene-10

Time: 4.15

Date: same day

Place: in my home

       Due to my bike sound in the parking area, my brother came out. He studded to see my hand

Bro: what happen?

Me: it’s nothing an accident

Bro: oh its small accident, nothing to worry about.

Me: small accident, its mean small wound? Not?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    He went inside, by getting my helmet.

My mom asked me how it happens, and by seeing my wound, she convened its small accident.  

 My dad also in his streamline, to scold me and at last, he said small accident, I angry on everyone

 I went to sleep for the tired condition.

 After I work up at 6pm, watching TV. Dad asks to console with doctor.  
As its Sunday doctor will not be there or clinic will not be open.
so i and bro travel 3km from the home to search the doctor.
  at last we found it , white board with M.B.B.S (with govt approved doctor)

Doctor had a checkup and after that give some medicine, at last he too said," it’s a some accident nonthing to worry".
 Oh no one doesn’t feel my pain.

“Why this accident is not be big one, so I am waiting for the perfect turn…”