The cool wind blew over the horizon of the land. Dark cloulds gathering across the morning sky announcing the heavy down pour are about to invade the city of Pearl. Lamp posts along the street being light up. Motorist drop by at the pathway to put on raincoat preparing for the tears of heaven.
He departed on the gloomy morning as usual before his watch shows its now reaching the first quarter of 7 in the morn. Not knowing the purpose of heading work; just be there for the sake of attendance. Its Friday and he should be glad that its coming to an end of the working week, weekend holidays is around the corner, but he felt nothing. Emotionless.
Traffic jam as usual, probably worst since all trying to rush to work before it rain. Motorist skid through between cars. Music from the radio of his car gradually grew softer as it was overwhelmed by the frusfrating honks from nearby vehicles. Its now drizzling outside of his window. He turn on his car’s wiper to cast away the raindrop for clearer view. Apart from the rest, he patiently wait in his car for his turn to move on. There’s no hurry, he said to himself. Late as become a customary in his life recently.
As he drives along the way in the normal lane, he could see numerous of vehicles regardless of size dashed on by his side in the fast lane. When he reached at the junction in front of local university, his lane grew slower. He was doing less than 50, he couldnt gear up. Needless to say, he was caught in the traffic, except for the ones in fast lane.
As he past the local university in the town, a blue worker bus at the fast lane made an emergency stop. To avoid any accident, the bus driver turn his huge vehicle. It was slippery on the road due to the rain yesterday. The bus overturned and slammed the car behind the fateful driver. The momentum was high so does the impact. The car was smashed and cause the 2-way traffic to slow down. Windscreen and lights were broken into pieces dropped on the road. Screaming and honks are everywhere. Some even get out of their transport to aid. The driver was bleeding with his head on top of the steering wheel. No one knows if both drivers could survive the accident.
He was shocked, he saw the whole incident in his rear mirror. He knows he has cheated death. If only he was a second late, he will be underneath the bus. Luck was in his pocket.
Helpful motorists and cars stop in the middle of the road to try to give any help. He could see a person making a call, ambulance or something that is wise at moment like this. He wishes to stop aside and give help. At least he could help the passengers get out of the bus. But he couldnt make a halt as too many cars were already behind him. He could only pray that GOD may show mercy on the fateful young driver. He drives on, asking himself why he didnt stop and help.
It was already 8 when he reached his destination. He park his car, turn off the radio, put on sunblock for the windscreen and got off the car. As he walks, he noticed that his friend was ahead of him. He fasten his pace. Hoping to walk beside her, even if its just a 100 meter to go before the guard house. An usual morning greeting or so.
"Mornin…", he said when he reached beside her trying to ice-break a conversation. She didnt notice him. Maybe he was too soft spoken, or her mind was still not with her. In her bed probably, thinking why she need to get up early for work.
With clearer voice, he said, "Hie".
Before he knew it, a technician in wind breaker walk pass through him avoiding rain before it fall. She turn to her left to see who it was. Then she continue walking. He turned speechless. He realized that someone walked through him. Not to his left or right, but through him. His face turn pale. He look at his hand. No doubt they are solid. He can touch his body. He is there. But how did he… He dont know.
He walked ahead and stop in front of her, "Hey, did you see that, he… i mean, i…". Before he could finished his sentences, she walked through him. She didnt respond to his words or actions. She didnt saw him. He grabbed his bag, it was there but how is it possible. He tried to grab her hand as she walks by, but he was left in vain. He couldnt touch her. He was shocked. What happen to him? No words could ever explain for it. Beyond his thought this could happen.
He stood there motionless. Not knowing what to do. Then he came to realize that the vehicle that the bus victimized when it overturned was actually his. He didn’t make it through. No, he didn’t cheated death, but death himself cheated him. He was a pawn in GOD’s chess. He was bleeding and there is still pulse in his body. But his soul is not there.
Everything came into picture now. Why he was always overtook on the flyover even he was driving in the right lane. Why he was not noticed at the company’s carpark, when he signal to park on the right, but still another local made car take his slot.
Why is this happening to him. He’s still 21 by age. Young and talented. Bright future awaits him. But it ended…
He’s now invisible. No one could see him. Not even her. He was left unnoticed.
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Well, I dont know why, but i felt that these few weeks i got myself indulged in writting. Pardon me incase this didnt turn out good. And my apology for grammatical mistakes i’ve made. Comments regardless positive or negative are most welcome. Last but not least, thanks for reading.
Signing off,
Dann
