People come and go, time passes, relationships are made and destroyed. One thing is for sure, that although people come and go, once they die, they are not coming back.
This friday was just like any other friday, and to me it was going quite well. We went to the cinema,
met up with some family members, then decided to go out for dinner. Dad realised that the car was running low on gas, so we went to the nearest fuelling station. It was the only one in that area. the line to fill up the car was long. Behind us was a black porsche. when finally it was our turn, it seemed to me that the owner of the porsche car was getting impatient as they cut off other cars and headed to the exit. 3 minutes later, we could hear screaming coming from the behind. Dad got out to see what was going on, and me the person i was simply assumed there was a fight. i wanted to get that fight on tape, so i got out of the car, and saw that a great number of people have gathered around the black porsche that had previously sped out. I started walking toward the car. i can see my dads head behind the car, but i didn't know what was going on. Then i heard a lady screaming! as i got closer i could see it all clearly. a mother and her two daughters where out this friday. one of the daughters lay there on the ground repeatedly vibrating. i had never seem anything like it. the mom was begging any one to help her. fuel station staff members had all left their posts and gone to see what was happening. The mother was begging people to help her, and the other daughter lay there crying. emergency services where notified. for he first time i could clearly see the truth. the lady was calling for help, people around her saw her, but gave her no attention. only a few
had the heart to leave the car and stand by the family till the EMS personal arrived. I just stood their looking at her, her mother begging people to help her and screaming, while her other daughter was sitting by next to her sister sobbing and crying. for the first time, i saw how helpless people are and how no matter what god decides, you many not evade it. around 15 minutes later, i could see the ambulance coming, and to be honest i don't blame them for there tardiness, as traffic in bahrain is on so congested. At that point, people who where honking, stopped, and people who where sitting in the car angry that the fuel station staff were too busy with the lady finally got out of the car and offered to help. EMTs took her away, and we then went on to the restaurant. But after that incident, you can consider my day has ended. I kept remembering the sister calling her father, but he couldn't make it for some reason. I still visualise the way people where sitting in the car, and all they cared about was fuelling the car and leaving. I don't think i will ever get the image of the mom beside her daughter calling her softly and asking her to wake up. I don't know why god decided to do that to them. was it a test? or a punishment? or was it just that bad things happen to good people?... even though I don't know the girl, i still feel so sorry for her. thoughts of me being in the same situation came up and i remembered the day i called 999 and they never came. I never thought a mother could live to see her daughter go from between her hands. no parent should live to see their child die. children should live to barry the parent, that the way life works...
