life in slow mo

"i did a summersault and landed on my feet, in a continuous motion i also unbuckle my helmet taking it off to see what has just been"

it has just been second day at work, so i have been let off early. i was exhilarated to start working after 5 months of break. i had joined as a junior designer in a chemical machines manufacturing company. my first day was all introduction but from second day on i was already in to designing parts for the machine i was assigned to. the feeling was really good to startup so early into work. i always wanted to do something like this and finally i was on the right path.
being a new joinee work seemed easy. just like the first day, i was let of early from work.
at around 5:30 pm i left the factory to get back home. i had 30km of ride ahead of me and since this was going to be a daily routine for me i had built a mental mind frame to ride it slow, unlike my usual style which is hard and fast. so in just about 2 minutes i was at vasai phata where the road meets national highway number 8. on the highway i started moving towards mumbai maintaining a constant velocity of 55 km/hr. with the evening sun setting the sky had turned orange with a fiery glow. i was tranced in the magnificence of nature. soon i passed chinchoti naka to move on to my first pit stop to fill up some pertol. again i set course for home, still enchanted by environment. 10 minutes into the ride my eyes blackout and i hear a crash, i did a summersault and landed on my feet, in a continuous motion i also unbuckle my helmet taking it off to see what has just been. some thing was still buzzing in my head but i could see my bike laying on the road the engine still running. i walked towards it but my leg refused to heed to my command and i finally stuttred to it. turned off the ignition removed the key. till then a crowd had gathered around which helped me get the bike on stand. only one thing was going in my mind " How" just then someone from the crowed yelled, keep away from the cow or she might hit you again. what ? i just look around to see the beast which had brought me down. there she was mooing , may be taking pleasure in bringing me down , again someone said she hit me to protect her cub , which i never got to see. reality check- i was hit by a cow ,my bike was damaged and i had no idea how bad i was injured, i went to a stall near by to relax a bit and assess the damage to bike and self. there i lay on a bench , slowly all the pain was burning in. i had already known that all my limbs had survived. though my helmet had a horrible scratch , which reminded me if i had not been wearing it then i would have been history and you wouldnt have been reading this. well uptill my first pit stop the helmet was just dangling to my rearview mirror so i feel lucky that i had some sense to wear it for the rest of my journey. back on the bench the first thing which hit me was that i should go and check my bike and if it is working then i should get back home as soon as possible.i tried to get up, but it was all that i could do, so again i tried, this time seeing my effort someone helped me up. i drank water and set off for the bike. people where still accompanyning me, so i managed to stagger all along about 50 yards or so.
most of the front top end was in a mess. headlights, meter totally lost, leg guard , handle where bend backwards but looked managable to ride.i slid in the key and applied the self, my first attempt was a failure but next one surged life into the engine, eureka now i can get back, but the ride was not going to be easy. i was not able to lift my leg enough to get on the bike. people were concerned but i relived them of that too , i just needed some help to get on and set course. and so i did ........

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