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Dienstag, Juli 17, 2007
heavy accident in the night close to varanasi
I was hoping we get a deluxe*bus (in south india you can a easy ride with a semi*private Bus, called Deluxe!) back to varanasi, but dont place your experience 1:1 on every place in india! There where no bus going straight to Varanasi this time, what to speak about Deluxe****
So we got into a bus, supposely close to Varanasi... but i tell you, only drunkards inside the bus (annapurna was the only female inside the bus), horror deluxe (seats stuffed with grass as cusions), loud horror music clips on screen (i tell you the most cheapest and terrifing clips i ever saw as bollywood style..brrrrrrrrr) and the driver didnt care about his car*** so driving like a tunnel of horror!!! I got a bit sleep after putting my chaddar around my face... but in the middle of night the bus stopped and kicked us all out... in a place of nowhere!!! That was even more scarry!!! This crappy busstand smelled so badly, that we decided to take any chance to get on the next bus, rikscha, motorcycle, bike, cow .... i was affraid of some dacoits are hounting this area, as one hears a lot of stuff around bihar and uttar pradesh, so we started to pray ...
Then one bus came i didnt care where he goes, we just jumped on it... and he took us in the direction of Prayag (Allahabad). This bus was a bit cooler, but still far off from any idea you could call it save*trip...
Our ticketguy got us close to varanasi- again in some very lonely and dark village of barking dog gangs and wild looking, wrapped in cloths village hunters. my watch showed 2.30 am and we felt so tired... suddenly our only chai shop keeper yield at us "Benarrrresss"... and showed with the finger to a quite good looking bus, stopping next the main road... so we all jumped up (with us few stranded indian boys) and run to the bus. But he was packed... and either we would sit in front next to the driver or just take 2 last seats squeezed between 10 other sleeping and snorring mens in the back. Annapurna went straight to the back, and we pushed our lagguage upstairs inside some minimal spacecabin over our heads. I thought "finally.... we come close to our goal, varanasi..." and i slowly sank into sleep as the bus inside was totally dark. I guess i cant remember probably but i think after 1/2 hour, the bus was driving very loudly as he had overweight with all of us, suddenly a tremendous screaming from the front cabin was coming and next second a very heavy crash made me wake up zack! ... the back of the bus where flying in the sky, we all flew from our seats, our lagguage flew around and all of them where screaming like if they all will be killed. Hoorrrorfying!
Then next second another crash..... and silence.... only the fizzling sound from the engine of the car one could hear...! This moment i will not forget. I grapped towards anna and she was under some boxes, bags and had obviously a shock... people where lying around and coming back to consciousness ... we broke open the exit door next to my seat and i pushed my Deitybox inclusive annapurna out from the now transverse standing Bus of us.
slowly people got out from the bus, some where bleeding, and making weird noises... i went to the front of the bus .. where only smoke came out, and i saw we collide with a big track frontal.
from the front window a bleeding driver was coming out, lamenting but living...!!!
Our accident blocked the village road, some traffic jam was pilling up, and some people helped the wounded...
annapurna was still under shock, and i tried to help her as good as i could. Now we were stranded even worse... in the total jungle... somewhere on some village road near varanasi...
After another hour, the traffic jam became so heavy that they tried to push away the two crashed busses. Over the field a new road appeared and we could get further on one of the vehicles to land around 6 am in varanasi.
As i was reading a book on the Aghoris, the saddhus who give up all society titles, cloths, behaviour etc. to get ready to be dead even while living, i felt like them... we both realized again how fast ones life could be finnished in a second. We had luck in badluck, we where not sitting next to the driver, and we did not get hurt physicially (accept annapurna a bit because lagguage fell on her, but that was only minor compare to some other passengers)... but we got a very good teaching. Be aware for every minute you waste, dont rush into unknown areas and be prepared for everything!
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