An Accident

Ravi Mishra was a businessman. For business purpose he travelled from Pune to Mumbai. After he finished his work, he returned from Mumbai by car all alone. He was in hurry to reach Pune. He was strained while he was driving. He was in a sleeping condition, so he drove slowly in the night. For once, he just closed eyes and then he changed his path to enter into the right side. He woke up and drove slowly to the left side. May be during midnight, a car suddenly came on his way. So he took diversion but the other car was behind him. He drove the car down the road. The other car came like a bullet with very high speed- may be above 200 km/hr.

He had no way to side the car, he was already down the road. His brain was in a deadly moment, there was nothing striking his mind. During that confusion, the deadly car crashed his car and it jumped at a height and fell down. Then, rolled for some distance and stopped.

He was in shock and couldn't hold his breath. He was alive but his body was stuck in between the steering and the seat. He had no way to come out. He was trying, trying and trying. But he could not move an inch." What to do now?," he thought. He start shouting aloud for help- "Help! Help!."

It was midnight and he was not in a mood to check the time. His only hope was that somebody saved him by listening to him. So he started shouting loudly with more and more energy. His energy levels gradually decreased but no one was coming. His car was away from the road. It was a highway. The deadly car was near his car. It was completely crushed. He could not estimate how many members are in it. May be everyone died. At this time there was no movement and no voice.

Again he started shouting. The vehicles were moving continuously but no one identified him. At least no one listened to him. He got more hurt and with little hope he was shouting. When the light of any vehicle reached him, he started shouting but no one cared for his voice.

He knew that his energy level was decreasing by losing blood. He was stuck and didn't have any possibility to come out of it. If anybody helped, he would have easily come out and saved his life. But how? By shouting his mouth got dried and he needed water. But there was no possibility for him to get the water bottle. It was somewhat away from him. Dehydration and blood loss slowly made unconscious. He was not only bearing the pain of his body but also bearing the pain of helplessness. There was no mankind at all in the world. Everybody rushed to go to their homes but did not consider and observe the surroundings.

How cruel was this world? " What a pity? What to do now? Please God save me," he murmured. He knew that his situation was worst. And reaching to the end of the journey. But he was hopeless. His was slowly going to become unconscious. He only knew how cruel this world was? How selfish the humans were? Why don't they care about others? He thought in different ways.

He prayed God,"Please God, save mankind. Please pour kindness in the hearts of humans." And at the same time he decided to give message to humans. So he wanted to write something but there was no pen and paper. He knew his condition was worst and he had a little time. He didn't want to waste that little time. So he grabbed his hand hard and took his blood. With his blood, he wrote on the seat as "Please save mankind by saving lives, it is a duty of each and everyone. So we must follow......" He lost his conscious. He was completely unconscious and took his last breath.