The army man signals to the driver of the bus, travelling up a hilly terrain, to stop, he sees his uncle’s house . He gets off, watches the bus move away and to his horror sees a huge rolling rock knock the bus down into the ravines with all the passengers in it. Oh GOD, I should not have got down, he muttered. Why did he say that when most of us would have thought, lucky me. He is right, the bus would have passed the rocking point if it had not stopped for him to alight.
Yesterday evening, I reversed my car into the portico of my house, switched off the engine and collected the library books from the passenger seat, got out and locked the door, lost in my thoughts. To my horror, I saw the car moving forward before I could turn to close the gates. I realised I cannot stop it even if I jump in front of the car, since it was on a slope on to the road, in fact I would have been run over by it. I let it go and ran to the road to stop any vehicle or people on its path. To my relief and surprise there was no vehicle except a few pedestrians at a distance. I watched destiny taking its course and stopped by a teenaged plant, not a fully grown tree, strong enough, across the road.
I opened the door, started the car and reversed straight in, in a zombie state of mind. The heroic tree’s branch shook violently by the impact, tapping the neighbour’s kitchen window pane. I saw them responding to the sound, puzzled, trying to figure out what happened and so did those pedestrians.
During that hour, there are generally kids on their cycle going home with their moms, vehicles returning from office, traffic passing through the layout to the neighbourhood
Once I closed the gate, I saw people and vehicles on the spot. Reminded me of parting of the sea to allow my car to meet the tree. My heart started skipping, pounding with the horrors of ifs and buts.
I, a reputed super cool guy, have to tell you, I am not.
The world was safe from this event and my car doesn’t even have a scratch to leave a tell tale evidence.
A momentary lapse of mindfulness, forgetting the handbrake and gears while parking, could have been a turning point into a horrendous life, God knows for whom and me.
Is life destiny or choice ? More of it later. Now I am filled with gratefulness and celebrating.