Tuesday, 17 November 2009

The accident

I guess all of you know what happened on the 16th of November. There was this elderly person, riding his bicycle on the road near JU, when a bus came and hit him. We didn't see that part. Bony, her friend, Rupsa and I, were crossing the road in front of her college, when I noticed a red-colored jeep backing and a cycle lying on the road, right in front of it. The tyre was completely twisted. Thinking that somebody was hurt, I started running towards the scene.

I started running towards the man who was sprawled out on the road lying in his own blood after the jeep had moved away. Bony and Rupsa, were right behind me. Everyone else started running away. When I reached the place, the sight was so gruesome, the victim was horribly hurt and his trousers were torn and legs were completely in a mangled state. A lot of blood was lost. I and another lady who, after seeing me, also came to help carry the man towards the pavement which was barricaded... Everybody else present at the scene started disappearing.

My sister was trying frantically to call the ambulance, police, and other emergency numbers. Would you believe what they did?! Some of the calls were answered, most of them were not. And those who did answer, while taking down the details, disconnected the calls. This kept happening for all the toll free emergency numbers. Meanwhile, I was able to gather his belongings, his cell phone, spectacles, his bag, all strewn about in all directions. Some passers-by helped me with the bicycle which was in a mess. We tried stopping three taxis, the drivers of which, after taking one look at the victim, fled. An emergency car with "call for assistance" message written all over it, with a uniformed policeman inside, was driving by on the opposite foot, when I and some of the other onlookers tried calling them to help. They all saw the scene and sped away in another direction.

My sister called up her friends, who were still in college, and they arrived at the scene almost immediately. A taxi volunteered to carry the victim to the hospital! We were so relieved. They carried the man onto the taxi and took him to the nearest hospital. His family was also informed immediately, and arrived at the hospital very soon after the victim was admitted. His cycle was collected as were his other belongings and a nearby shopkeeper volunteered to keep them with him till someone from his family came to claim it. The lady had been very smart and had sent a car after the bus who hit the man. His number was taken down and an FIR lodged against the driver's name.

He is in the ICU till his operation gets over by today. Bony had called his son a while ago, he is still undergoing a surgery. His legs had a very deep flesh wound, and his shoulder dislocated. But his condition is otherwise stable.

After everything was over, the blood cleared up, a police jeep came packed with 6 armed policemen, {after one onlooker volunteered to go over to the thana, less than a bus stop away} to question us, oh-so-politely, "Apnara kichhu dekhechhen?"

Arrgggghhhhhhh...

If it had not been for my sister's quick thinking and her amazingly resourceful friends and the lady, the guy would have just bled to death there on the road.

I'm so glad that I happened to be there at that time, otherwise, everybody I saw, when I was running towards the man, were running away in the opposite direction. It was only after I and the other lady who came to help, had carried the man off of the road, did other people start coming to look for taxis, etc. He had lost a lot of blood and was in excruciating pain. God! I'm so thankful to Bony and all her amazing friends, who did everything - starting from carrying the man to the hospital, informing his family and getting the man into the  OT on time, by dealing with all the red tape-ism in the local hospital.

I'm so glad that not everybody is completely heartless. By the time they started arriving I had begun to feel so sick, I couldn't think at all. My sister's friends are really amazing. I was feeling so helpless, no one wanted to do anything. No taxis were helping, no one was taking any initiative to carry him to the hospital; the police and the ambulance didn't care. The boy who went with the man to the hospital, missed his birthday bash to help. I am so thankful to all of them.

My personal thanks to Saptarshi (Happy Birthday, brave boy!), Deboleena, Avinash, Samik, Somak, Rupsa, Kalyan, Soumya and Mrs. I. V. Bharadwaj for all your generous and bold efforts at having succeeded in reducing the list of the victims of hit and run cases by at least one name. And no thanks to our able police force and the emergency units!

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