SCARS UNHEALED

One evening an incident took place that frightens me even today. As usual, we had planned to play hide and seek and were divided into two teams. I and my friends decided to stay together throughout the game, but the opponent team players had found us and we had to rush in different directions. With great difficulty, I managed to escape and eventually occupied a nook to hide myself. It was a dirty area associated with poor management.

While walking through that area I did not notice that there was a gap between the lids of a drainage hole and I fell into it, resulting my left leg to get stuck into it. The lid was covered with rusted iron which was sharp enough to leave painful cuts on my leg. It then started to bleed badly. There was nobody around to help as it was a dark corner of the society. I somehow managed to take my leg out but after finding myself in such a situation, I started to panic and reached a state of unconsciousness. Slowly-slowly everything in front of my eyes appeared black.

Later when I opened my eyes, I was unable to recall who I was, where was I and what had happened to me. Before I could find an answer to any of these questions, a lady came running towards me and asked me how was I feeling now.

It took me some more time to recall that the lady was my mother and recognise who I was. I asked her what had happened to me and she told me that my friends had bought me back home as I was unconscious and unable to walk. My leg was bleeding and my shoulder was badly injured. It took me a few days to recover. Even today I know how I got my leg injured but could not remember how I got an injury in my shoulder. The shoulder injury still proves to be a mystery for me.