White Magic, Dark Death


It was a warm day, the first one after months of cold and a spell of rain. Sunny, bright and a bit dusty. 4th of March, Chotti's b'day.
As I rode up to Shaheed path it was surprisingly empty. I was on Thunder Bird, oblivious to the events unfolding just minutes ahead.
I reach the straight long stretch near Ansal's Golf City and there's just me on the road at that time of around 3:20.
Far in the distance on my side of the road I see a white Tata Magic carrier standing on the side of the road at the left curb.
A man is underneath it. I assume repairing some fault in the machine.
As I move closer I see that both the doors of the carrier are open.
By now I am pretty intrigued by the whole thing. A bit uneasy. A bit apprehensive.
And then I get close to the Magic.
I see a bicycle underneath it, right between the fron and back wheels.
And then there is the poor guy. Old. Dark. In white.
Dead...
Lying all alone, the occupants of the Magic on a run and his blood just starting to seep from his ruptured skull into the black tarmac.

P.S.: I call 100 to report. They put the ball in my court and instead ask me about the jurisdiction!

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