International Women's Day

So, I was out clubbing with my friend, on our way back, I hit my car into a cab, totally the cab driver’s fault (everyone says this during an accident). He called the cops who took us to the police station. Now the ride to the police station got really interesting. My friend was made to sit in the police car and a policeman was made to sit with me in my car.  In the policeman asked my friend as to whether I had liquor, my friend replied in the negative as neither of us had liquor. Then that policeman, just to continue the conversation asked my friend whether he had liquor. The normal response to this should have been “No”, but because after four years of engineering, we have reached the epitome of swagness, so he replied,

 “How does it matter even if am drunk, I wasn’t the one who was driving.”

The policeman got infuriated and yelled

“Answer straight, else I will hang you upside down in the lockup and beat you up all night.”

At that very moment, bang!

I hit my car again in another car, this one was parked. The owner came out running to hit me, but the police turned out to be my savior, telling him that they were anyway taking me to the police station for hitting into another car earlier.

This is when I have been driving regularly for more than eight years now.
At the police station, the policeman who was accompanying us came to the conclusion that I who after my accident sound inebriated all the time, am not drunk, but my friend is drunk for sure.

Fortunately, the SHO at that police station resides near my place, so I had to pay some amount to the cab driver for repairs and no complaint was lodged.

This is how the driving career of future Schumachar ended, I have quit driving.

Anyway, coming to the topic of this blog post, for almost two years now, I have been running this blog, talking about a number of women who came and went in my life, today on International Women's Day, I will talk about the only woman with whom I experienced true, selfless love which is a quintessential example of unconditional love. She has sacrificed her whole life just for my sake and in return never ever wanted anything. She is the only god I know of, she is my mother.

If I start narrating the incidents exemplifying her love towards me, the length of this entire blog won't be even able to cover the table of contents. In everyday life, every act of hers can be carved on a tombstone as a memoir of eternal love. I am basically a very narcissistic, self obsessed guy and still my love for myself is just a miniscule decimal as compared to her love towards me.

I will just like to limit this post to talk about the time I met with the accident three years back. I got hit physically once, but my mother got hit with a force ten times a magnitude of that physical hit every day. She used to be at the hospital day in and day out, she gave up sleep, food, and everything possible, just to see me open my eyes again.

 Literally speaking, if god would have descended and told her that only one of us can get a life, without second thoughts, she would have given me a life at the cost of hers.

It is because of her good deeds and prayers that I survived and am able to write this blog post. A mother generally gives one birth to a child, my mother gave me two.

I feel that is the strength which a woman has and a man even with all his brute physical power can't even reach close to that.

Later
Sidhant

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