A Dark Hour.... Pt. 2

So, after recieving the much expected comments over my last blog, I'm Back.... with the second part to it... as I see many are waiting to know what happened next... so here it is...
The start of 'The Dark Hour'....


As the guy is hit by the car in his vague attempt to avoid it, the scene in itself was so horrific that it still causes goosebumps whenever the 3 of us (me, Kani and Chaya) are reminded of it. I still remember seeing that Kani had her mouth covered tight with her hands seeing the car's unexpected reaction to her intention of stopping it, and still a squeal managed to escape her throat as Chaya is at the backseat with eyes wide in shock and both their skins as white as a marble... and me sitting at the passenger's seat pulling on to the steering wheel as if that will stop the car.


Eventually, the car stops turning to its left any further and the engine stops. Seeing the guy falling on the right side of the car with car moving ahead of him, the first thought i have in mind is that we are successful in killing a person finally, thanks to my stupid desire of teaching them how to drive on MY CAR....

As you see my car did not have any horns... no not the ones you find on animals... the car's horns were not working, as good as not having them at all; and then the breaks had betrayed me a lot in the past too....
adding to that my decision of teaching them in a block of more than 10 houses around us would actually cause such a major catastrophie.... no one could imagine it in their wildest nightmares..!

(ofcourse a lot of people after getting to know of the incident pin-pointed at the decision.... damn them!! )

So as soon as the car stops, the other 3 guys come towards the car with the intention of killing the hell out of the driver, and I thanked God it was Kani... (not because they would not beat me, but because seeing a female... they just verbally shouted... something i was happy to compromise with at the time... )

I try to open my side of the door only to realize the reason for our car to stop...

We had hit another car on the left side... smashing its driver's seat door...!!
And dear Lord..!! Was it smashed or what...!!

Enters the devil's advocate...


Then came an uncle who owned the house to which the car belonged and he straightaway takes out the keys... all the while making me realize the deep trouble me and especially Kani are in... and chances of escaping close to being none...


Then Kani and Chaya exit the car, me finally able to get out of the confines of the car trap... and first thing I look out for is ..If.. my fears have been true in any sort of way...

I sigh a relief to find the person just lying on the nearby bench, breathing and most importantly with no signs of blood... except for, just a scratch on the arm, that too due to the fall on the road... Apart from a concussion on the leg... miraculously nothing else damage to him from being hit by the car..!

As he was writhing in pain, I apologize for the accident to the other 3 who charged at us (just verbally..) and try and explain them that nothing was actually intended but just a mistake which did not quite them but still did lower the anger in their voice..

Seeing the drama, slowly a swarm of 20 people surround us on the road which did not give me a very good feeling...

Just about then somebody shouts... " Dial 100... call the police!!"...
and I swear at him silently... ' Damn you !@^$&%*?^! '

The uncle who snatched the keys... I tell him that my fraternal uncle lives just on the other side of the neighborhood.... and he assures me that he recognized me the very instant inside the car... and shouts away at the police lover and scares him off...
(amazing me at his guts... also inducing the uncertainty of the danger ahead...)

Also as the hurted guy stands up and is able to walk... this uncle joins me in consoling the four guys and hovers them away from the scene too....

One of the 3 guys replies... ' Its okay with us now... and you may return their keys... '
To which the goody-good uncle replies.... ' They smashed my car... I have to deal with that too... you people go... '

With this my fear of being wretched returns, the smiles on Kani's and Chaya's faces, which returned by seeing the hitted guy walk away, fades away too as they see the damage... And yet again I call upon God to get us out as soon as possible with little damage and also hoping that the 'good-uptil-now-uncle' would not turn 'not-so-good-anymore' ... which i knew would eventually be.

My nervousness increases when I realize that the house we're infront of has a small shop on which stood a hoarding which read ...

' Legal papers, Affidavit, etc etc... contact: Lawyer (XYZ) Singh ' ...

Now I start cursing and swearing at my incredible fate furiously... also being all the more nervous... seeing which the Mr. Lawyer Singh comforts me saying...
' Nothing to worry... Mistakes happen... this will be solved out too.... '

' Yeah Right.. it will be.. waiting for you to quote the price Mr. Lawyer.. '
* I think and shiver also experiencing the mixed feeling of being nervous while being furious at myself *

And then comes another voice.... " Lawyer saab... you don't have to worry... I'm the witness... I saw everything... I'll be there if you need me... "

My eyes immidiately drift towards the source only to find a half naked retired man standing in his balcony. I just try to Zap him with my LAZER EYES..!!

Hell, nothing that I wished for was working right now..!!

Lawyer Singh pacified him for us too... and once again asks me not to worry..
" Till I'm here.. no one else can even cast an eye on you.. "

' Right agian... no one else..!! And what about you sir... what you looking out for... bait us out to fry the big fish (read BiG Gandhi notes..).. ?? ' ...
* still I just think and must have turned pale, but maintaining my calm *

One look over Kani and I forget my worries because she's in deeper trouble than me... If my folks get to know of it... at most I'll be disowned by my family... in the least I will be scraped off of all my liberties...

But Kani did not have a driver's license, not even a learner's one... and she can be jailed for it if this Mr. Lawyer grows onto his greed or one of these suddenly sprouting patriots might actually report to the police...

Or worst still... getting to know about this by her folks will be darker for her than for me by my parents reaction...

Also then the psychological factor that will handicap her mentality to learn driving ever again because of the first bad experience....

Time: 5:30 on 3rd of Oct '08...

A Dark Hour....

Many a times in our life, most of us come across certain situations that make a great impact on our lives: sometimes good and sometimes bad; sometimes temporarily and sometimes - unfortunately (or fortunately) - for the whole life. How fortunate having the impact depends upon whether the impact was to be cherished or is to be -- Loathed..!!

In this small insignificant (..so far..) life of mine, a lot of these situations have been dawned upon me by the so called Mr. Fate - who makes its presence felt all the time and disappears when needed the most - and according to me, the good time is not any good luck but a blessing from GOD... and the Dark Hours or the bad times are not just any bad luck but just a passing 'Phase of Life'.

Since my last post, in an attempt to revive my newly found passion for writing, I got to encounter another one of these 'Phases of Life'... but so intense in its own, any other 'Dark Hours' so far, that it seems to have created a great impact... not only in just my case... but with everyone who was involved in it.

The biggest question here is: whether one should be relieved of the outcome or one should be regretting over one's own incapability to handle the situation in anyway near to humanity..??
(To think, this one question has had my brain storming with thoughts to such an intense that it almost popped one of my head nerves causing me to faint -- luckily enough no one knows about it, of course apart from those who will read this :-p )

* Well, do not jump off your seats just yet, the mystery of this 'Dark Hour' will be out soon *

Friday, 3rd Oct 2008: Yet another normal morning, with me getting up late as usual for college (as the whole night was spent thinking about something to write :-P )... and seeing that there is no hope I'll be making it on time (usual again), I start with my getting ready routine with my usual turtle pace - and luckily enough make to college for the last lecture of the day before 1 pm... and gladly enough (as usual like always), that was canceled too!

* You should get the idea how my everyday is a usual routine *

Hence, to make a change in this habitualness of everyday routine I decided to do something totally out of the way. Me, Abhi and Kani went to Tilak Nagar for some college work and had 'Gol Gappe' instead. ( No that is not the out of the way decision).

The thing was, on the way back, I persuaded Kani to be learning how to drive on my car later that evening. (She was reluctant but I have learnt how to - to some extent - have my way with the girls :-p .. though sadly, to a very small extent )

So later that evening, Kani broke her shoe and while she was getting it repaired, I thought to try teaching Chaya instead in the meanwhile, who was very much eager and jumped in excitement over my suggestion :-p ...

1st mistake : I take her to a nearby block of houses, behind my uncle's house - instead of an open area with no fear of traffic - and on a desserted lane start off with her lessons.

With a few odd first time mistakes she is able to pick up the trick and I let her drive for few metres before calling it off for the day. Happy with the progress on the first day, we decide being regular on it, but that she would have to pay for the petrol of course :-p ...

After this being said and done, I pick-up Kani and Abhi from college back to the same driving area.

2nd mistake: And so the lessons of driving with Kani start and after explaining a bit of my basics to her she is brilliantly able to pick up the trick in just one go. At this, Abhi tries and explains me that she needs to know the real basics first, but I insist that 'lemme have it my way'.

And it so happens that after Kani puts the car into the gear and accelerates and drives for about 120 mtrs with just a little help of mine in steering the car she reaches the end of the block and is required to make a left turn. As she is making the left turn, I see 4 boys right infront of the car...!! And I shout : ...BREAK...!!!

Kani presses her foot with all her might and force, just upon the accelerator!

The car engine growls and charges down at the guys!

I immidiately pull the handbrake but because of the momentum of the car making it of no use, I turn the wheel to its extreme left as much as it can turn.

Result: The guy on the extreme left is swept off his feet and is carried along with the car...!!

(End of part 1... to be continued ... :-p)