Road accidents are reported in newspaper and on television every day.

There are more

frequently caused by reckless drivers rather than faulty vehicles. Last Saturday, while I
was travelling from Ipoh, I witnessed a serious accident. The scene of the accidents was
vivid in my mind.
A motorcyclist was following behind was taxi very closely. He was so impatient
that he was trying to overtake my taxi even near a sharp bend. At that critical moment,
there was an oncoming car. The taxi driver swerved to the roadside and I got a terrible
jolt. It was too late for the motorcyclist to avoid the car. His motorcycle ran against the
bumper of the car and smashed its windscreen. The motorcyclist somersaulted over the
car and was found lying in a pool of blood. It was a scene to chill the flesh! The car
driver, who was cut by the flying glass, was in a state of shock. All that happened in split
second and fear overwhelmed us.
The taxi driver stopped his taxi and I quickly ran to the nearest to the nearest
telephone booth to inform the police and the hospital. From a distance I could see some
people trying to help the injured motorcyclist and the car driver. They carried them into
one of the onlookers car and sent them to the hospital for treatment. Meanwhile the taxi
driver tried to control and directs the traffic. Soon the police arrived and they promptly
took some measurements and evidence. After that they moved the damaged car and the
motorcycle to the roadside to ease the traffic congestion. They also took down the
evidence provided by witnesses and onlookers. Some sweepers were clearing the debris
and the blood stains on the road.
When the taxi finally continued the journey, I silently thanked God for my narrow
escape. I learned a good lesson that impatience and recklessness would bring harm and
danger. I was happy to see that Malaysians are public-spirited and they render help to
others readily. Since then I remember and follow the saying more haste less speed and
prevention is better than cure. I believe good road manners and roads safety campaigns
can help to reduce the number of road accidents which cause injuries, loss and lives and
properties.
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It was a very cold morning as it had been raining very heavily the previous night. As my
mother was feeling a little under the weather, my sister volunteered to drive me to school.
I had overslept and as a result, was running a bit late for school. We got into the car
hurriedly. The road was already congested with traffic. It appeared that everyone was late
as well.
My sister was a careful driver and despite the fact I was already late, she refused to drive
fast on the slippery road. I was lucky she was such a resolute and careful person because
a few hundred meters away from the school, we witnessed a tragic accident. it all
happened very quickly, as most accidents do. A car full of school children had made a left
turning without signaling and as a result a school bus crashed into it. A few cars behind
the school bus rammed into the bus as they could not brake in time and soon it became a
pile up. The already congested road became jammed with vehicles that came to a crawl. I
told my sister that I wanted to help the victims and she nodded silently. She brought the
car to a halt not too far from the accident spot.
The scene that greeted us was something I would never forget. It left an indelible imprint
in my mind to date. The impact of the accident had plunged three school children out of
the car. The driver, a lady, lay lifeless on the steering wheel. I rushed to the children who
were preschoolers. Two of them were seriously hurt and bleeding profusely from the head
and hands. they were conscious although too weak to realize what had happened. One of
them had her left hand severed and appeared unconscious. I think she was killed on the
spot. In the meantime passers-by had called the ambulance and while waiting we tried as
best as possible to help the victims.
The passengers in the school bus too were injured. I dashed into the bus and saw the
driver laid slumped on the wheels. He had severe injuries on the head. While my sister
helped him down from the bus, I told the injured school children to stay calm. Most of
them appeared to suffer from minor cuts and bruises on their arms and bodies. it was
really fortunate that nobody was badly hurt. By then a few adults had entered the bus and
together we instructed the children to come out of the bus slowly. The children were
crying and screaming for their parents and we had to hug them to keep them quiet.
Meanwhile, two ambulances had arrived. A traffic police car was there too. Two
policemen were taking down statements from eye-witnesses. The injured and the dead
were whisked away to the hospital. My sister and I later gave an account to the police of
what had happened.
I was late for school. In fact, many drives were also late for their work. I informed my
teacher of the accident and both felt that it could have been prevented if the drivers had
been more careful. Innocent lives would not have been lost otherwise.

Our life is like a bubble in a river, like the dew it falls in night and disappears in the
morning. Like sound/it comes and goes away. Who knows what is in store for us? Who
knows what is going to happen the next moment?
I can never forget the last year's 17 August. It was a day when I witnessed a road accident
between a bus and a truck. It filled me with great horror and I remained upset for many
days. I saw death very close to life.
I was going to Jalandhar with my father by bus. Our driver was very harsh. He appeared
to be in some undue hurry. The young people felt thrilled. Even I was too very excited.
But the aged persons felt alarmed at the high speed of the bus. They requested the driver
to slow down the speed. But he did not pay attention. He kept on driving in his own way.
In the meantime it so happened that another bus tried to overtake our bus. Our driver took
it as a challenge far behind. God knows why people take risk in such situations. None of
the drivers was ready to compromise.
As a result both the buses began to run parallel on the road. All the passengers were very
much horrified because it such was really very risky. Soon a truck came from the opposite
side. The drivers of the buses might have tried to apply brakes at this juncture. But it was
too late and within seconds we saw a head-on collision between the overtaking bus and
the truck. The driver of our bus also stopped.
We all rushed to the spot of accident. It was a very serious accident. Many passengers
including the drivers of both the vehicles died on the spot. Many passengers got serious
injury. They were moaning and groaning in pain.
There was a lady who was crying bitterly because the accident took the lives of her
husband and son. It was really a very pathetic scene. I had never seen such a heartrending sight in my life. I had become speechless. But it was not a moment to stand and
watch the scene. I went to nearby booth and telephoned the police about the accident.
Soon police party from Phagwara reached the spot with a team of doctors. The injured
were put into the ambulance van and driven to a nearby hospital. The dead were sent for
postmortem. Those who had got minor injuries were given first aid.
Most horrible was the scene of disaster. Accidents are always dreadful because they lead
to injuries, loss of life and property. In no time a person loses everything. Like the lady
whose beautiful dream was shattered in seconds with the death of his husband and son. I
feel pained whenever I am reminded of the accident. The drivers must be considerate.
They must follow the traffic rules to avoid such accidents.