Route 79

Firstly, kudos to you for helping out in the disaster. Most people prefer to be bystanders. And I totally understand how you feel about the girl and I bet she must be remembering you as well, having been in a similar situation.

On another note, the images are superb..love the Deewar and Holi ones :).

Good on you! I've always wondered what I would do in such a situation. I'd like to think I'd try and help as much as possible as well!

I can virtually *read* the adrenaline in your post, though! A bit of residual excitement, huh?

Cheers you two above!

It's always quite fascinating to observe people's behaviour in situations like this. There were three cars (and my bus) involved in the accident. The accident took place behind the bus - so I have no clue what actually happened to cause it - but I do remember quite vividly the following things.

* I must have got off the bus within 60 seconds of the accident - and the first thing I noticed was that all the occupants of the cars were out of the cars - and the drivers were fumbling around for bits of paper and pens to take details. This is the power of adrenaline - it's almost as if they were programmed to continue with the civilised act of exchanging details rather than the emotional acts of expressions of despair or hurt. The only two people who were showing any form of emotion were the girl and boy that I refer to in the posting. My theory is that this extraordinarily emotionless behaviour was exacurbated by the fact that a busload of passengers was providing a scrutinsing audience. It was also amplified by the irritated, impatient conduct if the bus driver - who was more interested in getting the "incident form" filled in so that he could get on with his job and presumably get home in time for dinner and Eastenders.

* I did detect a little fear in the young macho types who were the driver and front-seat passenger int he car that the mentioned girl and boy were in. They obviously had ever been in a situation like this before - and I could sense an underlying nervousness - but not with the damage to the cars - or the possibility that someone was hurt - no - it was with the fluid that was leaking from their wrecked car onto the road underneath. Now - I've seen this sort of thing before and I instantly knew it was water from the crushed radiator - as I could also see steam coming from it - but a combination of inexperience and a paranoia probably associated with watching too many action-movies on TV led these kids to believe that the car was about to explode - and that they should get away from it. I really had to convince the kid driver that it was only water - and that he and his friend should push the car over to the side so that the road could be made cleared for the traffic that was now building up on either side of the accident scene. They hesitatingly did that - but I know it took them a bit of time to feel confident that ther car was not going to explode.

* What started out has controlled shock and nervousness for the young kids soon gave way to an over-confidence and exuberance that became typical of kids their age: the front-seat kids started calling up all their friends on their mobile phones - sort of summoning their "gang" to come out to help them. It definitely was a comaradarie thing - because although it was right form them to call for assistance for at least a drive home or something - it didn't need their entire gang of 10 carloads of friends to turn up at the scene. But I guess it would be good for them to share the whole scene and imagery with the gang - they would certainly learn a thing or two from it.

Am pretty sure too that you "control" the bus! Isn't that the reason you were in control of the situation? I wonder too what happens to the world when I blink my eyes! Am pretty sure I'm sustaining it!

You know what? You're right - I *do* control the bus. In fact I wrote about this before elsewhere:

When I sit there on the top deck right at the front - I concentrate on projecting the right form of Karma to the driver - and he/she stops and goes at my command. For I am the spiritual controller of Route 79. (Southbound in the mornings and Northbound in the evenings.)

Thanks for stopping here Avi!

My pleasure! :) Love creative thought process and there's plenty of it here!
Love the complete concept of this blog...the loss for the realm of communication was the teaching profession's gain I guess! And about controlling the bus...I know...you commented in my blog!