Somebody gonna hurt real bad!!!

I felt like I'm dead. I was lying on the road, next to my bike and people gathered around. Then only I realized, it was an accident! My bike crashed into another bike near the junction. I got up from there with my head weighing a ton, pain on my knees and bruises on right hand and leg. Two of my friends were among the gathered and they came to help me and it was them who argued with the rest of the people who witnessed it. Somehow I escaped from the scene without losing money for a compensation or anything.

I was bed ridden for the next two days and all my friends heard about the accident which I tried to conceal because it's the third accident in six months. There was a serious discussion between mom and dad as if they lost all their hope and whether I should continue using my bike. Suddenly, on the second day I received a call from my friend Vipin Pahela whom I used to share my secrets with, planning serious things, roam around with, chase those chicks in the city and had workouts in the gym. He was like blaming me for not letting him know about the accident I met with. He said, he never expected that I covered it up with him also and I told him , "Pal, its not like that. I'm ashamed of myself to crash my bike often like a kid who just started pedaling". Before completing the conversation, he hung the phone and reached my place in 10 minutes.

He sat next to my bed on a chair, with both his legs raised from the floor, on to the bed and eating those fruits my relatives had brought for me. In between he said, "The injuries are not up to my expectations. I thought it was a big accident!". I was terrified and sounded to me as if he wanted me to get killed. He was the type of guy who took serious matters as silly and we have to expect the most 'inappropriate' comments at the 'appropriate' times, to which I was used to. After an hour, he went home. Thats the last I heard from him for the next two days.

After reaching home from college, I thought of picking Pahela from his place to go to the gym and then a late night ride through the city. Reaching his place, I waited outside, giving him a call. Something similar to an Egyptian mummy came out of the house, almost half of the body wound with bandages and a black eye, it smiled at me. It was him! I asked what happened and he started narrating the story. He was on his way back to his home from college after the evening lab classes. As usual he was speeding at almost the top speed of his bike, Passion Plus can achieve and suddenly he felt like the pressure at the back tire is low. Without wasting much time for a pit stop, he turned around and checked. He didn't realize that the bike was almost off the road and was late to apply the brakes or to make a decision. Making a roaring sound,it crashed to the field by the side of the road and the rest was like a dream. When he concluded, I said, "The injuries are not up to my expectations. I thought it was a big accident!". This would exactly have been how my face had looked like when he passed this comment two days before, I thought and we burst out into laughter!