It was a dark gloomy rainy day,
not listening what mom had to say.
Geared up my new bi-wheeler,
which gave my image a new feeler.
The drive was free and calm,
with intermediate shops and palm.
clouds covered the above blue sky,
like a squad following the spy.
A car gushed through from back,
and it was as speed as a buck.
The hair width gap between us,
put my balance in a fuss.
Sliding away from the hard tar,
made me fall a distant far.
What i remembered last seeing,
was that car speedily fleeing.
Unknowing three days had passed,
inside a room that was glassed.
My head was blunt and pale,
as if it carried a heavy bale.
Trying to open my left eye brow,
gave the unclear glimpse of the show.
But the voices that hit my ears,
coughed off all my fears.
A tiny question emerged in my heart,
which gave my life a new start.
For knowing a very noble reason,
‘To live, why was i chosen ?’