THE REINCARNATION

I and my friends were malware of that year, just like most years. My memory is that the year is 2006. A cold quiet morning in November. Sleep was in the inn near the house, taking the Swamiah. At four o'clock everyone would get up and bathe and go clean and fifty and pray only to see the Deepam and eat breakfast. By the end of the morning, after all, at the bottom junction with the arms, there is still a lot of time. There was a mile offense where Cazy Road began at the bottom junction. It also includes the Kishnum of a large Kalung of a cement. At the top of it, arms are added to the hating time to go. Mind calm. And the atmosphere. Because by a moment of morning, the sound, congestion and smoke of the vehicles are just starting to be busy and busy. Time moved the potter. About six forty-five. A bike came in front of me and stopped. "Audian Swamey.. When I heard the voice of Swami, I looked at the face, our countryman and companion, Anishaton, son of Koln Balaton, known in the vicinity of Tiranun and surrounding area, and Rameshatton, known as the bridegroom Rameseaton in the back seat. I said in response.. "Anish Swamey... Swami must be broken." Because the aneisha was also malaied. We have decided to go to the mountain and we are together with the inn team. From the back of the bike, Ramezheton went down and the elder walked away with the two of us. "Do I go to you, you..? Anish Swami's question. "What's right Swamey..... Swamisad." By saying this, Anish Swami's bike went up to the Mars Highway Junction and my look and attention went to everything, together, just five or six seconds. Yes.. There was so much gap because of that silence, there were no great noise clashes in the morning time as I mentioned earlier.How dare you... A big voice fell into my forest. To say that the body is extinguished in truth. I was shocked to look at the sound. I couldn't believe my eyes. The bike of the unheterated aneychella into the downhill highway begins with the Mars and sits on the brine. No vehicle on the highway road is coming, no passing road. Seeing this and Anish Swamey... I ran into it, calling it. Truth be told, I ran to the bike and the left side was together as the hair of the unheard of the head of the unyheaton, which fell to the head of the left and flowed the chariots as a bird of water. My eyes were troubled. Like spraying limbs.. I attached my head to the aneysdone who was bathed in blood and placed it on my lap. The limbs tremble. Like climbing the dark in the eyes. But the courage was stored and looked around. Not even one premises. In the middle of the road, I and the uniedest and sloping bike and the baby mobile and flowing blood used during that time of scattered aneychellon. I saw the head of the Kannuru side and the sight of the thunderstorm as a snake bite. Another young man who comes on the bike at Speed. The bike bends to where I sit, and rolls and ferments my perk. I handcuffed and asked loudly. "“Eto... You've been on the game.... What's up for the Nieanna game...? Come and ask this biker, and fall into consciousness, and fall under my feet. The truth may be that the young man's consciousness was forgotten and gone by seeing the unheard of blood and the bed lying on my lap. I couldn't believe my eyes that the young man came under my feet and looked around the head. A lot of people are around. Two groans two of the aneychelles are unmistakable. It must be remembered that this is happening between one and a half minutes. "It's Poinsu.. It's gone.. Yes, there is no dead man.. It's gone.." I hear my space in the plural when people murmur. My fellow knot. I screamed, I broke my throat loud. "For one or one car cart..." "Hold one or one of the car and take a beard..." No one ears. No one touches one. My throat powder I rushed my eyes and rust and I was louder again. "Ta holding a cart for at least one." I started to cry Kenji, who put the aneisha on the lap.. "Half a cart and a cart.. Please..." I was watching the horror scenes of people fearing and changing the yarns that are only heard to be true and to date. I was Kenning to those who were around again and again. "You have to hold your cart.. I'll go with these two, even if it's dead or alive.. Please.." Hearing my crying and screaming, someone who seemed to be Alive was brought to a close-looking Maruti van. The unimaginable and the young man who fell into consciousness was forced to carry the cart and was only a person who said the bottom of Mars, the Sagittarius. I was tired of holding that back, because the nose was scared to look at the chora. Another sadness is that no one gets into the cart. The poor two young men of Maruti Wan, though, were on Mars below to buy a pez wedding or something, but the immortal virtue. To get to something, even to the point of not to the feeling. "Udueeta.. Udayta come to buy the wedding garland... Aspatrielacite is quick to go..." Udayata.. The mistake of saying that they are someone who knows me, but to make me so familiar. "One of you is just a hospital." The limbs are trembling, two young people lying like living in the lap and the front seat. The whole water is soaked with the char. I took the mobile phone out of my shirt pocket with a thigh of affordable hand. Called to the number of anian Ujesh in the speed dial. The voice does not come out. As the throat is dry.. Hand and foot trembling.. Because both have no chance.. "Eta Ujesh... You should suddenly reach AKG Hospital. Anish Sami's Accident is down Mars.. Verump shat and eight.." The phone was cut so much in a way. In half an hour after our vehicle arrived at AKG Hospital and two were taken in the structure, informing Anian information that others and families arrived at the hospital... Everything that happened later was natural. But with the evil mercy, neither the Caseo nor the witness flew, nor did the court, because when the un-eyehatten consciousness reached the hospital came, the shugger suddenly fell down, saying that the potter fell. I later remember that I saw two three candies in the group of broken mobile when I was so excited that I was "throw" when the bike was sloping and the sound that hit the tank road. The poor other young man left the hospital thanks a lot because there was no big injury, and an unieder a few days later. Years have passed. Then I boarded the plane to Abu Dhabi to collide both of my life and heard something like a call while moving along with the cucumber a day with the cucumber. I and my friends walked forward, thinking he was. The boy ran and jumped in front of the respective aneysheton. "Ho my rising.. How long did I stand up. I saw the look from the eighty of the building, and the walk-in saw the south of the day... Just a thousand oatna race... The building did not come from the Maranget..." Kitach Kitach and Anishaten did so. I went blind for a moment and hugged the anisha. The more the one that says Anisha hugged me, the more well. The elders were full of eyes. Anisha said to my friends who were blind and blinded by his eyes, "Do you..? Did you say Ivan Epile..? I was still alive.. Chekana who bathed the choral in the patio and brought me a cartil of single aisle.. Time Kitumbam tells the story to the Inchene Ningh and the wrong..." "My unisha is not the last story left...'' I too. But I knew my mind was wiping with joy, as the elder said it and something before the friends. We broke up that day after a lot of stories, Adress and Number were passed. Two years later, the first leave returned to the country for a joule month. I slept all over the house that day and the next morning I went to the clock of the praji in the inn in front of the house. Everyone was renewing metal. "“Ta... Istepah arrived...?" "To the present...?" "How much Leave..?" "What's up to..?" Frequently Asked Questions for Expatriation. In the meantime, the mother of our aneisha Pupniechi ( 10mini) comes to buy the clock of the Atah Praji. I was so close to hating and asked. "Papniachee for Anything... Mind you.." Having heard this and the Patminiichi holding my hand and biting it together. "“Ui... Did you want to be Monne Choi...? Isn't you the man's monaut run of Chorel's kitten in the patio.. Will I forget Mona..? " That mother's tears, who gave me this and put it in my hand.. I couldn't tolerate it being happy or sad.. And I cried. "Any Yes Someone Who Will Pupniache... I'm not a woman..." "“M.. Verities... No one is untouched at the time... Anakaria...." "That's not what the last story... Papniachee.. What's up for Veran..?" That poor mother was happy to change the subjects and disassociate. In fact, Annanini understood how many creatures that were being bullied every moment on the road, or the few unscrupulous anectans. Pupniachers with joy... Wives.. Fathers.. Children.. So how many employees are our momentary intervention... Saving in the name of help and going to the dust if not. My mind, who made sure that despite a lot of yarns of law, would come up with anything, but today the absconding of the law is less than growing, yet... Reading this note, each of you must pledge to mind that no life in front of you is in danger, not only in the automobile accident, but also in a danger. Because the survivors of you look on your face and then laugh at that laugh.. Or that happy tears that fill their dependents' eyes... That's enough.. It is just enough to fill your life with joy. This is not in the light of the knowledge I have heard and seen, but of my own experience.. In light of its own experience.