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On the road

One day, as I was driving down the street, a car bumped into mine. I got down furiously, in a mood to give the driver a piece of my mind, for my car was not an ordinary one. It was my most prized possession. As I approached the driver, I recognised her immediately. From behind the wheels, descended Death herself. With an apologetic look on her face, she said she was sorry. It was an accident and she did not mean any harm to me. Moreover, she was ready to pay for any damages. I softened a bit. My car seemed fine. I decided to forgive her and continued my journey.

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Pallav said…
Damn, that was scary.

shit, I hope you are ok and well, should have taken money from death, how many people get to do That!?

N
November 25, 2008 at 9:55 AM
Bharti Bedi said…
well i dint say she was ready to pay in cash;)
n ya i am fine thanks..
November 25, 2008 at 12:02 PM
Anonymous said…
Evil!
November 27, 2008 at 8:58 AM
ANC said…
Haha..good one Parti! And next time, no softening when someone hits our car -- even if its Death herself. Our cars are way too precious.
December 2, 2008 at 8:25 PM
Aj Mercy said…
what timingz...

i also bumped my car...
looks like its car bump festival on blogger...

Lolz...

Aj...
January 2, 2009 at 3:53 AM
Isha said…
an accident with death, and you got back to life.



:)
March 6, 2009 at 8:58 AM
Piyush Aggarwal said…
amazing imagination! keep it up :) great to see you alive and writing about this experience
July 15, 2009 at 10:52 AM
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