Friday, August 29, 2014

Narrow escape

They must have been drunk! Otherwise, why would they be kissing on a moving motorcycle? Thanks to the ever growing number of Sekuwa stalls along the sides of Itahari-Tarahara highway.

It happened a few days ago. My wife and I were going to Dharan with two heavy bags on my motorcycle. As we reached a few metres beyond Halgada Chowk, a motorcycle coming from the opposite direction (from Tarahara) seemed out of control. It visibly headed towards us, and was sure to collide with ours. I had only two or three seconds before I could decide what to do to avoid the collision.

Frantically, I blew the horn but the couple did not care. The motorcycle was sure to hit us if our motorcycle kept moving ahead along the same lane (the left) of the road. Therefore, I swerved the handle to the right and took the wrong lane. The kissing couple's bike swiftly passed away slightly kissing my bike's left leg-guard. I was so shocked that I could not think immediately what to do. I could not speak a word for a few minutes. My wife was furiously cursing them while they whisked away not knowing the world around them.

I should have been able to stop them and slap the motorcyclist. Crazy rascals!

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