Last month I had to travel by a tonga. It was a fine morning and a very cool breeze was blowing. Some of my friends proposed that we should go out on a picnic.
The season was so good that none of us could refuse and having purchased some eatables, we drove in a tonga to Okhla. On our way back, it had become quite late in the evening when it began to drizzle and as a result there the road became slippery.
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When our tonga was negotiating a corner, all of a sudden a motor truck appeared from the opposite direction. All of us were horrified as the horse reared backwards. The driver of the tonga tried to control his horse and get aside but the animal could not control his movements.
The truck-driver also realised the danger and applied the brakes. But before anything could happen, the truck had dashed against the tonga and the horse fell down dead. We were thrown upside- down and along with the driver, we lay on the road.
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The tonga-driver was badly wounded and he lay in a pool of blood. All the four companions were thrown about. I was gripped by a powerful feeling of fright, for a few minutes. I do not know how long I lay almost unconscious. I did not have the courage to because I was afraid of becoming conscious of the injuries and fractures.
I was so horrified that I could not even cry out. I saw my other friends lay wounded before my eyes. I heard them groaning aloud and their cries moved my heart. But I was so stuttered that I could not dare to move my limbs.
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Very soon a crowd of people gathered there and it was decided to move all of us to the hospital. One by one my friends were carried away. Now it was my turn. I lay completely ‘still’ and I was afraid that I must have broken some part of my body.
But the people approached me, lifted me and told me that I was completely unhurt. I could not believe their words. They tried to move my hands and feet and I did not feel any pain. Now I was convinced that 1 was safe. But still I was so much over-powered by the feeling of fright that I could not do anything.
But it was not very late when I got over this feeling and along with certain members of the crowd, I went to the hospital where my friends had already been taken.
As I was going to the hospital I realised that the rash truck- driver must be brought to book and, therefore, 1 decided to go to the nearest Police Station and report about the incident. I thought that God has given me this narrow escape only for this purpose.
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So I went to the Police Station and brought the police. The truck and truck-driver were taken into custody and brought to the Police Station. I now went to the hospital and after attending to the injuries of my friends, I went to their homes and informed their near and dear ones.
Gradually they recovered to normal health and my heart was full of thankfulness to God who had given me this narrow escape so that I could help my friends in time of distress.