Today I witnessed an accident. As I was driving to a designer in Tesano, a car hit a motorbike. What shocked all of us who were driving behind the accident, was the heart-wrenching scream from the motorbike rider. We could all feel the fear of losing life in his voice. It affected us all, so that everybody stopped, as if we were all scared that we had almost died. Annoyingly, the only one not to stop was the person driving the car that hit him, instead he quickly sped off into the distance.
Luckily the motorbike rider had been smart enough to let go of the bike and quickly gained balance onto his feet, so as to avoid being ripped and torn apart with his bike. We all watched in shock as the bike skidded and turned over, travelling about fifty meters before finally hitting a traffic light.
What a reminder of how quickly life can be taken away. And for me, the rest of the day has been spent thinking of my uncle whom I never met, since he was hit by a bus while on his bike, having his life instantly terminated at the tender age of 25.