My Accident

It was an early Saturday morning and we had morning school. I was on my way to school on my cycle. My school was three km away from my home, it was very cold in the morning, and I used to go alone, alone because I was a shy girl to make friends.
I would have been one and a half km away from my home. The road was clear without any traffic I was the only girl cycling and nobody could have hit me unless I was destined to, soon a bike rider came in form of my destiny and hit me hard and I fell down on the ground. Some guys came and supported me and moved my cycle towards the footpath and made me sit on a stool, I thank them. Till that time I was only thinking of going to school as I was getting late and my school was very strict and latecomers used to get punishment. Some women came and surrounded me breaking my thoughts I heard them saying “Oh poor small girl is bleeding, look at her chin” “Hey someone bring sugar for the girl to stop bleeding. Someone asked me my telephone number during those days we were not much familiar with mobile phones. We didn’t have any telephone at our place but our neighbor had. I gave them my telephone number. After half an hour my cousin along with my father reached the place. I was tears in my father’s eyes. I couldn’t believe he was crying, crying for me? For me! During those days my father and me didn’t share any kind of sweet relationship, there were few conversation between us. I used to be scared of him. I could never imagine that he loved me so much; perhaps he was scared of the situation he himself had met with a devastating accident year’s back and would have never liked his own daughter to be in the same condition.
I was fine after few hours and doctors had to stitch my chin, I still have a mark at my chin. I was not able to eat properly for few days and I don’t remember the pain today, but I can never forget my father’s tears which were for me.