Life is so fragile.. No one knows when his time on this earth will end. Life is basically uncertain. We live in a world where anything can happen anytime. Problems, sufferings, pain, sorrow and fights are very familiar words to the people on this planet. Though struggles are the inseparable part of existence yet we want to live, have one more day, an hour to see, taste and feel all that the world has to offer.
I am not a native speaker of English. So my words of expression, description or narration are limited. I can only write here with the repeated words that I somehow managed to store in my memory from the immense Vocabulary of English Language. Anyway I must write what I want to write..
It was on Tuesday, May 18,2010... I have been traveling in our truck accompanied by another colleague Jason from Dhaka to Hazrapur ( Bangla Hope Campus). We started from Bangla Hope Dental Clinic at around 6.30 am and headed towards BASC first just because we had to pay student subsidy there. We reached at the college by 7.30 am. Jason's brother entertained us in his house with the morning breakfast. It was good for the appetite, felt satisfied having the rice and pickle. Having done the breakfast, we headed towards the college treasurer's office to pay the subsidy. The treasure is a man of few words and calm. He welcomed us warmly and then as we kept discussing our issues , he called the cashier and accepted our check. Meanwhile someone was sent to bring some cold drinks. We did enjoy the cold drinks and refreshed ourselves. Once we were done with the office dealings, we were back to our truck, a few students came around for their pocket money, and Jason Halder as usual paid their money. Joseph Biswas one of the teacher at the college decided to gift us some mango and so he plucked some mangoes for us. After being done with all the things, we headed towards our final destination at around 9 am.
Jason drove till the Jamuna Bridge and then I asked him to allow me to drive sometime. I did take over and at beginning it was a bit zig zag driving but I started doing better once I got the car going.Though there was a sudden stop at a certain situation while I was driving , but it was a good saving and nothing happened with that. I kept driving till the Highway Restaurant, parked the car ,got a bottle of water ,relaxed bit then headed again towards destination. Though Jason insisted to drive from there, I told him I wanted to drive further. He allowed and so I drove till Sherpur , where while crossing a Lorry, my truck got scratched. Jason thought he must drive now and so he took over.
Jason was driving alright, he has some driving experience and so naturally he was driving better than what I was. He drove , we talked , laughed a while and everything seemed alright. We were almost half a km away from Hitchmi bazar, around six km away from Joypurhat market, the truck was running out of the road, I couldn't understand what was happening so I shouted and asked Jason to control the vehicle. He seemed almost numbed and without any response. The car was running in a hundred km speed. Before I could say anything else the accident took place. I don't know what happened and I can't explain how it happened. I don't even remember what I did, I knew only when the car flipped over and came in stand still. The truck hit a tree by the road side, flipped over a couple of times or more , and finally fell in a rice field by the road side around 10 feet away from the road. The only thing I was trying to believe if I was alive or dead, I was wondering how is Jason. I felt pain on my left chest and felt that the blood of spilling out of my forehead. I saw Jason's hand was bleeding as he got cuts on his fingers. The people from the nearby village came rushing to see what happened. Some ladies were shouting if we were alright. I dragged myself out of the car, somehow feel a bit alright, walked on the road side and sat there thinking how I survived. Looking at the truck, I could hardly believe that we are still alive. The people around couldn't believe that we are alive. The front glass of the truck was in pieces and it was all over Jason's and my head. Some of the by stander helped to remove the glass pieces from Jason's head. A lady came around me with some water and spilled it over my hand to remove the glasses. One of the Old lady said I was alive just because God spared my life and my mother's breast feeding had enough strength for my life. People couldn't believe how we survived from such a serious accident. I can't believe it still now.
Immediately after the accident, I called Suchitra and others over the phone. As they learned the incidents, they rushed to the spot. We were rescued in a hired truck and taken to Imu Hospital, Joypurhat for X-ray's for any major injury. Waiting for almost and hour we got the X-ray report and the doctor assured us that we are fine and will be alright very soon if proper doses of medicine is taken. Finally we got back to campus and found people waiting at the gate, some of them walked till the shops by the corner. The campus residents present at the gate heaved a sigh of relief seeing us alive and alright. This is where I got to end my small story.
The fact that I am alive today is not just because I was so righteous a man. It is not because of any merit that I acquired. I still wonder and still shocked how God has spared our life. Our life was a complete gift of God. We survived because God decided to keep us some more time on this earth. And without any doubt I can firmly say that He has a purpose in mind. And he has a purpose for each of us.
This accident may not be the last accident of my life. There might be many more which are unknown to me today. God has spared my life the last time, with confidence I can still say that He will spare my life in future too if I continue to live by His will.
I feel privileged be alive still , to be able to breathe, smell and taste the sweetness of this world, but this is going to be very short, that's the reason I am deciding to prepare myself for a world to come, a life eternal.
Praise be to God for giving me another chance to live. May His use me for His cause whatever way he wants to.
I am not a native speaker of English. So my words of expression, description or narration are limited. I can only write here with the repeated words that I somehow managed to store in my memory from the immense Vocabulary of English Language. Anyway I must write what I want to write..
It was on Tuesday, May 18,2010... I have been traveling in our truck accompanied by another colleague Jason from Dhaka to Hazrapur ( Bangla Hope Campus). We started from Bangla Hope Dental Clinic at around 6.30 am and headed towards BASC first just because we had to pay student subsidy there. We reached at the college by 7.30 am. Jason's brother entertained us in his house with the morning breakfast. It was good for the appetite, felt satisfied having the rice and pickle. Having done the breakfast, we headed towards the college treasurer's office to pay the subsidy. The treasure is a man of few words and calm. He welcomed us warmly and then as we kept discussing our issues , he called the cashier and accepted our check. Meanwhile someone was sent to bring some cold drinks. We did enjoy the cold drinks and refreshed ourselves. Once we were done with the office dealings, we were back to our truck, a few students came around for their pocket money, and Jason Halder as usual paid their money. Joseph Biswas one of the teacher at the college decided to gift us some mango and so he plucked some mangoes for us. After being done with all the things, we headed towards our final destination at around 9 am.
Jason drove till the Jamuna Bridge and then I asked him to allow me to drive sometime. I did take over and at beginning it was a bit zig zag driving but I started doing better once I got the car going.Though there was a sudden stop at a certain situation while I was driving , but it was a good saving and nothing happened with that. I kept driving till the Highway Restaurant, parked the car ,got a bottle of water ,relaxed bit then headed again towards destination. Though Jason insisted to drive from there, I told him I wanted to drive further. He allowed and so I drove till Sherpur , where while crossing a Lorry, my truck got scratched. Jason thought he must drive now and so he took over.
Jason was driving alright, he has some driving experience and so naturally he was driving better than what I was. He drove , we talked , laughed a while and everything seemed alright. We were almost half a km away from Hitchmi bazar, around six km away from Joypurhat market, the truck was running out of the road, I couldn't understand what was happening so I shouted and asked Jason to control the vehicle. He seemed almost numbed and without any response. The car was running in a hundred km speed. Before I could say anything else the accident took place. I don't know what happened and I can't explain how it happened. I don't even remember what I did, I knew only when the car flipped over and came in stand still. The truck hit a tree by the road side, flipped over a couple of times or more , and finally fell in a rice field by the road side around 10 feet away from the road. The only thing I was trying to believe if I was alive or dead, I was wondering how is Jason. I felt pain on my left chest and felt that the blood of spilling out of my forehead. I saw Jason's hand was bleeding as he got cuts on his fingers. The people from the nearby village came rushing to see what happened. Some ladies were shouting if we were alright. I dragged myself out of the car, somehow feel a bit alright, walked on the road side and sat there thinking how I survived. Looking at the truck, I could hardly believe that we are still alive. The people around couldn't believe that we are alive. The front glass of the truck was in pieces and it was all over Jason's and my head. Some of the by stander helped to remove the glass pieces from Jason's head. A lady came around me with some water and spilled it over my hand to remove the glasses. One of the Old lady said I was alive just because God spared my life and my mother's breast feeding had enough strength for my life. People couldn't believe how we survived from such a serious accident. I can't believe it still now.
Immediately after the accident, I called Suchitra and others over the phone. As they learned the incidents, they rushed to the spot. We were rescued in a hired truck and taken to Imu Hospital, Joypurhat for X-ray's for any major injury. Waiting for almost and hour we got the X-ray report and the doctor assured us that we are fine and will be alright very soon if proper doses of medicine is taken. Finally we got back to campus and found people waiting at the gate, some of them walked till the shops by the corner. The campus residents present at the gate heaved a sigh of relief seeing us alive and alright. This is where I got to end my small story.
The fact that I am alive today is not just because I was so righteous a man. It is not because of any merit that I acquired. I still wonder and still shocked how God has spared our life. Our life was a complete gift of God. We survived because God decided to keep us some more time on this earth. And without any doubt I can firmly say that He has a purpose in mind. And he has a purpose for each of us.
This accident may not be the last accident of my life. There might be many more which are unknown to me today. God has spared my life the last time, with confidence I can still say that He will spare my life in future too if I continue to live by His will.
I feel privileged be alive still , to be able to breathe, smell and taste the sweetness of this world, but this is going to be very short, that's the reason I am deciding to prepare myself for a world to come, a life eternal.
Praise be to God for giving me another chance to live. May His use me for His cause whatever way he wants to.
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