The Colourful Accident

It rained all day and I was in my room lying on the bed. The downpour stopped in the evening so I sat near the window and looked outside. The weather was gloomy. I like the weather after rain, the smell, the freshness. The best feeling and the best companion on a rainy day is tea. There was a tea stall on the corner of the street so I went out to have my best feeling. The roads were all covered with mud and water. The trees were looking fresh after taking the rain bath. Thinking of tea I went to the tea stall. To my disappointment the store was closed. I didn’t want to go home with this disappointment, so I started walking in search of other tea store. Finally I found the store and had a nice cup of tea.

After few minutes I started walking again on the muddy road just enjoying the weather. I could feel the freshness in the air then suddenly I heard a blast of sound. I immediately turned back and saw smoke, water and mud spilling together to the sides of a road and a bike skidding. For the first few seconds I didn’t realize what was happening, and then I recovered from the shock and ran towards the bike. There I saw a girl lying under the bike, I couldn’t see her face as it is facing to the road. I bent down and sat on my knees. I hesitated a little to touch her. I slowly lifted her upper part of the body a bit. 2, 3 people gathered and they were trying to pull her legs which were still under the bike. I took her in my hands and moved her hair from the face.

She was such a beauty I had never seen such a gorgeous girl in my life. The maroon red blood rolling down from her forehead on to the nose, to the lips and to the chin. Within seconds the baby pink cheeks were covered with crimson red. The already original red lips turned in to scarlet red. There was a mixture of mud and blood on her milky white neck. Her pitch black hair was all wet with blood. She looked at me with the tearful kajal eyes. The black kajal mixed with colourless tears and dark blood. I could feel the pain in her tears, I could see the helplessness in her eyes. I tried to wipe the red blood from her pink face but the paleness started ruling her colourful face.

The yellow colour of her dress slowly turned into rose red. All her body was drenched in blood. The only colour I could see on her was shades of red. Even in the pool of blood she looked stunning. When I tried to lift her body a little even the water under her changed its colour to red. She was so fragile and her hands were so delicate, the little finger lost its shape. The orange colour polished nails were filled with brown mud. The contact between our eyes was lost when she slowly closed her eyes. I tapped gently on her cheek but the eyes were not willing to open their lids. I felt most helpless in that moment. There were many people around me but I felt all alone. I didn’t know whether they called an ambulance or not, but I just waited for it by holding her in my hands.

The ambulance was present at the incident in 5 mins but it felt like hours. They took her from my hands into the stretcher and then into the ambulance. They took away the most precious thing from me. I felt like I was robbed. Then I looked at myself, my hands and my shirt everything was covered in her blood. The ambulance vanished but not her face. That was the first time I saw her, she was a total stranger but her face was magical. I never felt something like that for a stranger. I never saw and I think I would never see such a colourful accident in my life.