The lost life…..Dead man writes…

The lost life…..Dead man writes…

How do you feel when you hear of an accident? Does your heart beat increases or gossip for the sake of hot news? Have you ever thought of how the victims must have struggle to die while we struggle to live? Have you ever seen or been to accident site????? Here are some answers…..go ahead…and find out how we usually feel;

It was somewhere in the mid of Autumn. I was traveling all the way from Mongar to Thimphu. Started with a two packs of 'High land'. Journey was bit hectic so I put on ma head phone to get myself lost in the world of music. Alcohol stated to work. I was feeling bit dizzy and headache controlled me to silence. Forcefully I closed my eyes till I was awakened by my sister’s call

‘Where are you now’…she asked me.

‘Here at Thruemshinla’…about to cross…i replied.

She told me many things about my lunch and road safety regarding the frost backed roads and all. I was least bothered and answered ‘ok’ many times. It was somewhere a thirty minutes drive after that. I was informed of the bus accident at Trashiyangtse. Late at night, I was at Tronsa with almost a freezing point. BBS reported of Bolero car accident of carrying not a passenger but population I guess. Many injured and one dead reported the BBS with Maps online.

People are not freed from the Nepal plane crash. Eighteen people were killed and series of accidents are occurring. It was again when I was at wangdue, I was informed of Bus accident at Lampelri near Dochula pass. I was then curious to see the spot because we will be coming across this place soon. Pillars beside the roads read "lampelri '0' kilometer". We searched for the accident site. I have no other mind then to see the accident spot, thinking I may not get the chance to see next time. I came almost to enjoy. It was 4;00 o’clock in the evening and i wasn’t expecting the dead bodies will  be there. We parked the car few meters away from the site and walked down. Policemen were busy taking their late lunch. Doctors have left the spot with medical waste stained with blood. Six dead bodies were arranged in the line. They didn’t  look like dead body indeed. Their muscle’s function weren’t stopped. I saw the policmen lifting the body so flexibly. They were wrapped with a thick white cloth and dumped on the DCM. One girl, around sixteen or so with a pink half stocking and black jacket was laid still. Their faces are covered yet they revealed the sadness of the accident.

It moved me and others too. Driver claimed of a mechanical failure but this failure killed nine people. I felt for the first time and thought about the impermanence very deeply. I was ridding like dead man, lips dried and heart beat increased as if to compensate the beat after my death. I felt lost, dumped and speechless really…..

People talk of accidents very lightly. I talked of accidents for the sake of gossip but now I feel the pain. I think of their pain and their struggle before death. In Bhutan, AIDS killed 42 people within ten years but accident killed roughly 35 people in month. We should give a proper priority when it comes to the health of the people. Its not for popularity that I write but to keep a print within us that machines kills us if we don’t use safely. As I moved from the site I saw  woman, her eyes swollen and cheeks painted with tears. She was held by a policemen near an ambulance. She must have lost her son or daughter ….That incident aggravated my pain and I still feel her and the dead-bodies… May all the souls rest in peace….