What an appropriate end to a
bad day...was my first
thought, as i lay on the road,
right leg underneath my bike,
right arm, right & left knees,
ankles badly bruised. The
helmet had rolled off, while 2
cops picked me up
from the middle of the road to
the footpath, and applied ice
on my bruises. My fault was
that i pressed the brakes a
little too hard when i saw a
man crossing the road on foot
and suddenly he was sheilding
himself from the headlights of
my bike. i reacted immediately
and the next thing i knew i
was down, and smiling that
sarcastic smile to myself.
After all, it was not the best
of days. Since yesterday
morning, i was not feeling
good - some strange depressing
thoughts were creeping into my
head, making me uncomfortable.
My mind can play games
sometimes, and it is difficult
to pinpoint what exactly is
bothering me the most, as
there were several things that
had got me upset and it was
all building up. Turned out to
be a bad day at work too.
Wanted some fresh air, so
decided to check the night
breeze on my bike. I am lucky
not to be in hospital. The
pain has shifted- from mental
to physical!