I ,for the meantime, had an adequate budget . Maybe a hundred dollar. I can rent a better room.
For me...Yeah, a hundred dollar can pay me a good room in India .
So, I made a move now. In case, you are wondering I can now ignore some customers' requests , but I chose not to do so because that make me a bad driver in my point of view . I need to accept all customers' requests that could make me a faithful person in my job...
Furthermore, I can't ignore helping people reach their destinations which is my duty.
***
I feel relieved that I made a move now. I paid myself a better room. I can say I made myself something ; that is my first time making something for myself
though, I am always making things to people
***
HEY GET OUT OF HERE !!!
HEY IT'S AN ACCIDENT!!!
" what's that??? what's happening in here???" I screamed. Someone replied:
" it's an accident, Ma'am "
"don't come here"
oh, that is a Taxi"
"the person is a driver"
"Yeah, he's a driver... Ma'am"
"move, Let me see"
"I want to see the person's face"
"No, Ma'am you can't"
"oh, what's that"
"what...Ma'am"
"hahaha...gotcha"
"No, Ma'am...come here"
***
The moment when I realize that person's face is the same as the old man face.
I froze...and then the tears started fallen
I shouted with all my might:"someone , help"
"help...help...help...For God sake"
"Ma'am get out of here. we've already called the emergency"
"don't let him die please...at least, I want just to understand what he meant then"
"Ma'am , we will do our best...go please...you are giving me a trouble"
I moved like a corpse...
I realized there's Just a little a chance of him being alive after all that blood...