My friend Vimal came back to help meThe road was narrow. The buses and cars were plying at both direction. I was on the middle of the road. Two buses were moving at great speed from opposite direction. They were about to collide. At the last moment, both the drivers tried to divert and put the brake. However, the collision could not be totally averted. The corner of both the buses collided against each other.
I was standing exactly at that spot. Oh! a terrible pain. I lost my senses.
I woke up. There was no pain at all. I was lying in the midst of the road. There was a crowd gathered around me. Behind the crowd my friend Vimal was standing. When I was getting up, Vimal came forward. He held my hand and helped me to get up. But…!
I got up. I asked Vimal: "Vimal! Nice to see you in Kolkata. But our friends told me that you died last year in a car accident on the way to Darjeeling! What a terrible joke!" Vimal smiled in a peculiar manner and said: "You are also not alive, Bro."
[P.S.: The story has been developed by my fertile brain on 9th January, 2016 morning.]