It was weekened time when I returned back home, n they decided to have a picnic at Matheran( a hill station..fem Km away from mumbai). I didn't wanted to go as i had some work back home...

on the way back to home, there were these six of his class frnds on three different Bikes...when while trying to have some fun they met with an accident..2 of them died on the spot while Rishi had serious injury on head....
He was in ICU for a couple of days before he left us in tears..

We were all shocked to this..n in college it was all sadness spread around.....

After a few days we got his bike repaired n hande iver to this parents..he used to park his bike just below the window of his house...n it was the same place it was parked now...

Then probably after a month when we were at his house..some out of normal things happened ....we were sitting with his parents talking abt aftermath, when his mom told us abt the unnatural things happening since the incidence...like the tap of the bathroom running even though closed propery n many like that..

Suddenly the topic rose of his bike n his mom told tht" we should now sell away rishi's bke as there is no one to ride it or might give it to ne of his frnds...as soon as she told this the horn of his bike started blowing n we thought it may be some children playing..but when we looked down the window there was no1 there..after few minutes it stopped.

such things kept on happening day in n day out...until one day when we ll were at his home n the same topic of selling hi bike came out.....n guess wht the horn started blowing again...n this time no surorised we all knew wht was happening ...
at this Aunty went to the window n said," Rishi beta teri bike hum nahi bechenge tu ab shaant hoja", n guess wht it stopped..we were all scared for a secaond but later we were pleased to atleast have our frnd alongside us...
all such things stopped since then,, it was as if Rishi was trying to explain us ,"his love for his bike n for us"