(my writing exercise #2 based on a true story – happened on mid-Mar 2011)
I had some fascination at the multicolor kites hovering the dam road skyline amidst the sea breeze. Their sizes and sophistication enthralls me and my friend decided to get one with a proper spindle driven string holder that can make the kite reach greater heights than the $2 a piece child’s kites. He wanted to look professional and enjoy a cloudy late afternoon with his newbie but that day became a unforgivable and unforgettable day.
He launched his miniature kite and it zoomed agilely and handed it over to his kids to enjoy. Then he took his newbie, $20 penguin laced black & white kite, hoisted it majestically using string from spindle. It initially soared with the wind’s gentle upward push, reached a certain height to cross the dam road and was well positioned and stable. With this sign, he released more string for the kite to attain greater heights, part of the fun in kite flying is to make it soar higher and higher.
Suddenly the kite’s internal rigid structure snapped and led to instability in air causing it to descend abruptly like a mid air flight crash landing straight down. It was utterly unusual for both kite and plane to go on a free fall, but it happened. The irony is on it’s maiden launch. As it was on free fall, my friend was desperate to rescue by all means and couldn’t. Kite simply fell on a truck’s back with the string covering the road perpendicularly the road where traffic was moving. A few cars made their way unhindered as the string was barely touching their top. All of sudden, a motorcyclist was on his way and the string’s height was not high above, that it slipped on to his helmet and was dragged. The polythene string was very taut that it took him a few meters before it snapped slightly causing a bruise in his wrist and a lengthy gash to my friend’s entire wrist who was holding the string near the spindle. Fortunately a major accident was averted, imagine what happens if the motor cyclist skids off at his speed and gets injured seriously, a major and daunting undertaking with law enforcement and won’t be easy. The biker stopped and my friend reached immediately to center of the road and profusely said sorry to him on his charge of being injured and calling police. All this unfolded suddenly before the kids and onlookers on the dam, a trouble shockingly unexpected and freakish. He was very genuine in his regret and said to motorist that never ever he would venture flying kite at this place and he was squarely in fault. Partly his full admission and remorseful repentance convinced the motorist to pardon and continue his journey without any police report.
Lesson of the day for all: never fly kites on roadside, always look for a vast open field or beach side far way from moving vehicles. When in fault, be genuine and feel sorry to the core and it saves a mishap and avoids a dent in your well being.