REB 802

was sitting on the frontmost seat of a bus when i saw first-hand how a ten-wheeler truck driver hit a motorist and zoomed his engine to escape the lifeless motorcycle driver.

a terrifying wheels’ shriek followed by a dreadful BLAG were all i remembered hearing. got shocked and was so scared :-(

then without a word from our driver, he changed gear and stepped on the gas as hard as he could. we’re all eyes to the fleeing criminal truck. it’s as if an unspoken agreement among all the 20+ passengers and the bus driver to chase him. as soon as i read the truck’s plate number i sms dad, gregmontee & encho (3 people whose numbers i can press almost as default keys).

REB 802

just that no explanation. i just dont wanna lose those ID in case we wont be able to catch the soulless chap who decided to ran away from his crime.

then another old red car came after it (way faster than us), and came past the truck and cut him so he can block him. another shrieking sound of the truck’s wheel prevailed.

there, about 300meters away from the accident scene, the red car driver alighted from his car fuming and yelling at the criminal. he cussed him for running away from what he did. this guy got my highest admiration.

our bus stopped and we saw all these happened infront of us. i have my dslr with me (used it for my mandarin class that night) but i never bothered to take it off my bag and take photos of the scene. everything happened so fast and i got so consumed of the horror of seeing a motorist somersault and lose his life because of a road accident like that. the poignancy and the horror of the accident ate me alive. i just came from a motobike accident and though it’s nothing compared to what i saw, i haven’t still overcame it. the sight of any road accident sends shiver to my bones and everything that happened that night in saigon come rushing to my head instantly. and my abhorrence to the truck driver is even greater than all these. how could he flee just like that??

alighted the bus and looked back to where it all happened. people started circling around the dead guy and calls were immediately placed. i wanted to help but i didn’t know how actually. it was sooo intensed. my hands and knees were literally trembling :-( then one of the crowd brought a newspaper and covered the head dripping with blood. i didn’t manage to look at it carefully. mobile patrol nearby was quick to respond. from there i resigned and stopped trying to be a superwoman. because i am not.

my heart broke the very instant i saw him got thrown away with his motobike. and the sight of him lying on the road with his lifeless body is excruciating.

went home immensely disturbed.

got taunted by death again, and all the more i realized, i fear death.

i wanted to help the guy or at least do something for the dead guy, but i lost composure and got scared.

minutes after i arrived home, both my knees & hands are still trembling. i chickened-out.

dad asked me what my SMS was about, so i narrated to him and to mum the accident in full details. he sensed frailty in my voice. then he said, “pasalamat na lang tayo at nahuli yung may kasalanan, at wala ring nangyari sa’yo. yan na nga ba ang palagi kong sinasabi na ang motor, mitsa ng buhay yan. kaya ayokong may gagamit nyan kahit isa sa inyo.”

i didnt drive to makati this afternoon and took the bus instead (despite it would take me 3hrs to reach makati) so i can buy more time to read this book about mandala but the book about my Immanuel tucked under my pillow, collects dust only on weekdays and is only read on weekends. boo! i felt like a spoiled brat lately too for still not getting back to shape 100%. but i failed to appreciate the day to day protection HE gives me.

my dad is correct. i have to be thankful…for the saftey…for the protection…and for the life itself! and even with morbid accidents like this, i thank Him. cuz things like this reminds me to rekindle my old flame with His Book. things like this makes me most of all  remember, how weak and coward i am without Him. and that i can only draw strength and courage from His loving embrace.

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11 Responses to “REB 802”


  1. 1 abby 6 March, 2009 at 11:09 am

    sigh, i got chills reading your post. thankfully there are several people who witnessed what the truck driver did, and, heaven bless the victim’s soul. haaay.

  2. 2 banggigay 6 March, 2009 at 11:41 am

    true. soobrang nakakatakot. and kapal din ng mukha nung driver tlaga ng truck. nagdadahilan pa sya, di daw nya sinasadya. still! why flee? and he even thought, he can get away with it. arrrg! jeff, just SMS me now, the dead guy lived in the same village as his. tsk tsk. so careful talaga tayo when driving.

  3. 3 nikki 8 March, 2009 at 9:52 pm

    that was quite a scene you witnessed. moments like these, we realize the brevity of life.

    and so sad, that my book needs to be dusted off too.

    take care!

  4. 4 banggigay 9 March, 2009 at 12:15 pm

    hola nikki! thanks for swinging by. let’s both make a resolution on meditating on it daily. mwaaah!

  5. 5 witchkitty 10 March, 2009 at 8:49 am

    grabe naman un Mars :( prayers for the victim and more prayers for that bad suspect!

  6. 6 banggigay 10 March, 2009 at 8:30 pm

    true. mare because of that i drive 40kmh lang talaga now. and i can’t stand motobikes, nor buses, nor trucks sandwiching me in highways. it’s creepy. i’m still in utter shock. :(

  7. 7 lonerunner 12 March, 2009 at 2:11 pm

    Grabe!!! Madalas din kasi yung mga motorcycle drivers are kinda reckless din.. sa news nga evrynight n lang may motercycle accidents.

    Bus n truck drivers din reckless kya reckless motorcycle drivers + truck drivers na ganoon din will equal to this.

    Haaaayyy… good thing ur safe.

  8. 8 banggigay 12 March, 2009 at 10:28 pm

    waaah smith :-( i’m thankful i didn’t drive that night. it could have been me who hit him. i dont know. but accidents happen, especially with reckless motobikers, bus drivers & truck drivers around. so ingat ingat tlaga palagi.

  9. 9 marga 17 March, 2009 at 10:13 pm

    thank god you’re safe. basta talaga bwk, masamang damo, matagal mamatay :D

    hey hope to see you thursday

  10. 10 Marc 21 March, 2009 at 2:27 pm

    Just moved from Germany to Saigon, and this is exactly what I’m afraid of. Having to witness such an accident or worse, being the driver/victim. But since I’m not brave enough to drive yet/ever? chances being involved in an accident where I’m the driver are not very likely.
    For me as european the traffic in Vietnam is INSANE, in Germany people stop at red lights and drive at green, and pedestrians have their own green phase, we have maybe 1.500 dead people a year in total, that’s only a fraction of the people dying in Ho Chi Minh City alone each year =(
    But still it’s an interesting country and I’m happy to be here for at least the next 3-4 years.

  11. 11 Marc 21 March, 2009 at 3:28 pm

    P.S: If you ever happen to visit Saigon again hit me up by email and maybe we go for a coffee or 2, it’s always good to talk to english speaking people here, haven’t found much yet :D

    bye,

    Marc


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