A Road Accident

 I had just crossed the Point Pedro Road junction behind Nallur temple when I heard a very loud noise. When I looked behind I saw a man lying on the road. He was seversly bleeding from the head. Beside him was a bicycle with is wheels up, There was also a motor cycle fallen on the road. A large number of people rushed to the spot. Another motorcyclist passing the spot readily consented to rush to the red cross.The place was fall of shouts and screams. There was confusion all round. The cyclist was unconscious and his condition seemed very bad. Someone tied his wounds with white cloth to prevent bleeding.

In a few minutes the Red Cross and the traffic plice arrived. The cyclist was put on a stretcher and taken into the vehicle of the Red Cross and rushed to hospital. The traffic police dispersed the crowd and started investigating the accident. still the plople stood watching at a distances. The police questioned the man who was riding the some markings on the road and took measurements. After the investigations the motorcyclist was taken to the police station for further interrogation.

Next morning the newspapers reported the tragic death of Mr.pavan 



in a accident behind Nallur Temple.

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