Somebody"s Me :)

P.S: My Intention behind this story is not to put forth some good work to be complimented, instead I want this post to be a wake-up call and bring the change in thought that’s required. My story speaks the change I say about.

Based on a true life incident.

Reminiscing an old memory that happened about five years ago…

We had fun at our regular hangout den after our office hours and were heading back home.

It was raining heavily and we were driving home in Sandeep’s car. In an ecstasy of delight, Naveen was seriously busy making plans for our weekend trip and discussing what would be the best.

It was raining like cats & dogs and I was looking out of the window, wondering if, I can reach home on time to give send off to my cousin who was leaving to her home town after a short summer vacation at my place. Just then I noticed a small crowd at a visible distance on the road side. 

Frightened, I screamed loud ‘Accident’!! Sandeep noticed it and slowed down the car to stop. As we stopped, I saw a little girl rush to the window screaming for help. I downed the window glass to see. A middle aged man about 32 years old was wounded badly, fallen unconscious, blood was profusely bleeding from his nose and head. There was a little boy fallen a side in the same state with bleeding wounds. This little girl who came to us was also wounded. I was seated in the front seat of the car and so had a closer look of her. Her right eye was swollen, there were gash’s at some places on her face and was bleeding. 

The very sight of the girl itself created a fear in me. Yet, killing the pain she was weeping badly and screaming for help. “ Akka ! Anna ! (This means Sister & Brother in Telugu) My father and brother are about to die, please do help us move them to hospital, I will be obliged to you, my mom is waiting for us at home”. Listening to the little girl talk, I was in a mental stance. Sandeep was already out of car and people there were telling him all that happened. All I could make out was its been some time they are stopping passersby, auto wala’s and others for help and none were happy to take up fearing of police case and all the consequence to be faced, it being an accident. Somebody was telling us that, they called for ambulance but, because it was raining badly, it was getting delayed for them to be there. Above all, that particular area was kind deserted with mere auto transportation.

I stood just by Sandeep’s side and caught his hand to curb my fear of blood and accident. Little girl was still crying out. I couldn’t avert looking at her. She seemed inert, yet she was pushing up herself screaming for help to save her dear ones. My eyes started to water, the milieu there was too intimidating. Thinking no further, Sandeep opened the car doors and with Naveen’s help, they both carried the man, little boy into the car and made the little girl sit in the front seat. I saw Sandeep talk something to Naveen and he drove off the car immediately. Numb struck, I stood there with no cue, totally drenched in rain. I was still in a stance.

Just then Naveen said “Shilpa, come let’s find an auto and move”

“Where?”  I asked …

“To the hospital” …

“What? U think we can find one now here in this deserted place?? “ I asked ..

For a moment I started to curse Sandeep within for having left alone with no sign, for it was raining, and I was in total fear and of all, I wanted to get home soon to spend some time with my cousin before she leaves.

Besides all my mixed thoughts at the moment, what quizzed me more was the safeness of the little girl, her father and brother. All I could do was to pray to the almighty to shower his blessings for the moment.

I had nothing to revert back. Composed self and silently said to Naveen “ok then, let’s make a move”. We started to walk in the lonely road looking for a ride.

Naveen was just about to call one of his friends for help and just then, we found some auto and reached hospital. I saw Sandeep standing at the hospital reception desk and rushed to him.

My eyes wet, curbing my tears, I asked Sandeep - How are they doing? He entwined his hand with mine and said nothing to worry, they are doing well. We walked inside the ward room to see them. On seeing me, the little girl smiling called me “Akka ! Thanks a lot, Dad and Tinku are safe.” Little girl was too young to feel and know emotions yet but, her eyes though very pale, seemed bright to me for she saw her dear ones come back to life. I was really moved by her responsibility and great strength she is attributed with, besides her innocence and sensitivity.

Prior to the time I & Naveen arrived at the hospital, Sandeep tried getting some contact info from the little girl, and called her mother to let her know of the incident. Her mom & uncle came arrived in some time. On seeing them the little girl rushed to her mother, started to weep and told her all that happened. They were so thankful to us for the help and responsibility. The girl’s mother was emotionally down and at one moment she touched Sandeep’s feet for the nicest thing he did.

We handed over the hospital receipts and reports to them, I kneeled down, kissed the little girl and said “Get well soon dear, Take care, we will see you soon” and walked down the hospital steps. As we got in the car, I looked up at Sandeep. He was all normal as before. I saw neither feeling of pride nor being a bravo.

As we started to drive back I spoke out, “Bravo!! You’re the nicest person I’ve known, U deserve to be paragon of humanity”.

“Shilpa! I don’t take it to have done great thing. Imagine you or me or some of our dear ones to be in the same situation, crying out for help? Wouldn’t we expect somebody to help and bring back life? It was not out of sympathy I took the initiative but, that “Somebody’s Me” now.

Wow! That was the most simplest and smart intension I’ve ever known.

Shilpa! If you remember the little girl cry and tell us that, her Mom is waiting for them. Think about that. Her mother would definitely be waiting for them to come home. There is always somebody who wants you, somebody who cares for you, somebody who needs you, somebody who lives just for you.

That somebody for them was the little girl’s mother.

How could we go just by, when we know they are at the life’s edge fighting life. One life costs a million smiles. It was not something we couldn’t do. All they need that moment was somebody to help and you could always be the reason for their next smile from then. Why cannot that somebody be ME?

The ME in me made me do this.

Wonderful Sandeep!! They happen to be related in no ways to us. We neither knew any details of them. True that today somebody helped somebody comeback to life. We would have never known what could have happened, if we would have just gone our way renege to care them. But then, we would have the guilt within for having not done the simplest thing we could do. Certainly this very feeling of being a reason for the little girl’s smile and giving life to a family will surely enrich your/our life with the good great feeling within. Lovely !! We saw them come back to life – “Second Life”

I now realize it’s rightly said “Helping hands are better than praying lips”. The world is one big family, and we need to help each other.

You cannot act to be fatuous, that was action required at the moment and not sympathy. Nothing in life comes told. Things at times are uncertain and certain moments require somebody.

 “Somebody’s ME” :)

Addicted !!!!

PS: It’s been months I could post on my blog. Here I go with a quick post, That I penned based on a few excerpts from the novel "Twilight".

With time came lot of critical and most sensitive issues to go by and handle ,, This time I’m experiencing is the worst and most worrying period that I ever thought I would be in nor did I ever expected life would quiz me so much to make a way through for a fruitful tomorrow, I always wished for.

I did better take it this way that everything happens for a reason and so did this also.

But, all these didn’t matter. All that mattered was the effect and tomorrow is going to be a new beginning.

I felt moisture filling up my eyes. I wasn’t in a real mood to go on a real cry; I wanted to save that for my bed time.

A dream shattered. I’d want to undermine my thoughts of what happened. I told myself it was transience. Still couldn’t resist from shedding a tear.

About three things I was positive

First, I know I was stable enough to take up failures.

Second, I and my people had confidence in me that I would make a better tomorrow.

Third, I was unconditionally, across seas in love with him.

Wonderful guy well constructed and characterized, blend of fun, love and care who is hard to forget and should not be missed.

I found myself fascinated by him. What I didn’t realize is that despite my shattered thoughts within, I was getting closer to him.

It might be too late to stay idle; irresistible. I opened up to him.

We realized that both of us were feeling the same.

I’d never want to give much thought to how I would have made a serious commitment though I had reasons enough in the past. But even If I had, I knew missing him; I would ever again get back.

Surely it was a good choice made, someone I loved, I wanted to share my life with, someone to be by my side in my thick and thin. I couldn’t bring back myself to regret the decision of my choice made. Certainly this guy is one I’ve never imagined of.

Just intoxicated by his thoughts, very sensible. It causes me mental pain to be separated from him.

The phone rang and I sprinted down the sitting room to get it. There was only one voice I wanted to hear.

Yes, I heard his voice.

Leader !!!!

To My blog family, all my wonderful readers and my well wishers, wish u all a Happy, Delightful & Peaceful New Year…..

Been long I wrote on my blog. A day ago, while conversing with a friend of mine I got to hear something interesting, that caught my attention paving way for me to pen down this post.

“Leader” --> Word that’s powerful & captivating …Not just a word but, definitely more than a challenge.

  1. Effective Speaker
  2. Effective Writer 


U got to have any of these 2 requisites to be a good leader. Today I see you’re on track in reaching out to be “Effective writer” which means one day you will be a good Leader too…….One of my friend told me.


Initially I was startled on hearing this but then I realized that these 2 requisites truly personify a perfect Leader which made me feel “Pen is mightier than sword” is best quoted applies.

I always wanted to be a Good writer, but now realized that being an effective writer is even more important than just being a good writer. Not that I want to notch up to a record or gain name and fame at a faster clip, reason that writing has been and will always be my passion. I don’t know ways to keep my feelings stash; words through my writings contribute substantially for me to vision & envision self.

I know sometime down the line one day my works will surely pay me off attributing me title of being “India’s effective writer”. I know no nitty-gritty of writing; I have my style of writing which I try to keep them simple & succinct that my readers will converge with.
I now believe deeply that my style will help me perch to those heights I’m aspiring to be an “Effective writer” which means that will contribute me in becoming a good leader that is a perfect niche, I dream to be.