Deepened Crisis

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I was awakened with a phone call. Last night was a late night. I had spent all the time thinking about the skid. Was the skid related to some super natural phenomenon? Was it just an incident? Could there be any coincidence?

The phone call was from my Cousin’s mother. She called me urgently and said that things will be clear when I reach their home.

I looked outside the window. It had started to drizzle. The fear in me doubled as I knew that I had to go there on my only option… my bike with the skidding tyre..

I did not reach there without any incident. The bike had skidded twice all on the right side this time. Maybe this side meant something else than the skid the previous day. Somehow the skids were straight line towards the right this time and were not related to the moon from any angle.

On reaching to my cousin’s house… things became clear. My Cousin had to appear for an exam and was getting late. Getting late because he could not ride his scooter … for the fear of skidding. His mother believed that he had purposely flattened his scooter so that he would not be forced to use it.

On seeing me; my cousin knew the obvious… he had to ride with me .. on my bike …. with the skidding tyre! I could see the fear on his reddened face which were just anxious when I arrived. He immediately refused the offer and said that he would prefer death over riding with me on this bike. I patted him and assured him that it couldn’t get worse than (he dying) that. He had no other option left !!!

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