Was travelling solo bangalore chennai on the bike in the night. Hit a dog at high speed Fell from the bike. The first thought that hit me was how much my mummy should have prayed for me to get up after that fall.
It was simply too close.
The left crash guard took most of the impact. Got up, could walk and so drove 2 hours and reached home. Went to sleep, got up with a great pain. Doc dignosed fracture. First fracture of life. Been a day already. I wonder how people with no hands live. It should be so difficult.
There is a purpose. and i am off to find it.

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