My non-typical Wednesday morning

Its really ironic how my Wednesday morning turned out. Its been about more than a few weeks. I've been feeling like God has been sending me signs.
Just yesterday I called up my parents to find out how they were doing. And I was telling my father how much I hated doing MBA. On the contrary though- he thought it was a better choice for me. I remember long time ago pitching this idea to my father about going to certain places within Nepal for certain reasons. Then he said: it wasn't safe because of the Maoist conflict. Eight years from then - they have joined the government. And it is still not safe. I'm sure he would give me the same crap if I told him about my real intentions. As I was taking shower yesterday - it was once again all coming back to me.
Does it mean I am safe because I am here in America. I could die all of a sudden without getting a chance to say a word to my parents. They would probably regret it for the rest of their lives for suggesting me to keep staying in the US as long as I could.

Yeah so thats what I was thinking yesterday. And what do you know- this morning I got into a major car accident. It was just another wednesday. It was just another day- The traffic light turned green and there I was crossing the intersection. and ..just a split second before I really got 'hit' I saw the car coming towards my side (driver's side). And baam!!...it happened. That car hit my car....but I still wasn't aware of the happening...or may be I just blacked out - now that I look back- all that I could see was my car- spinning...windshield cracking-......and there I was...still holding on to the steering wheel...and unaware...finding it reallly really hard to comprehend. That I was infact a victim in an accident. Then I barely remember what happened. I pulled over to the side. Tried opening the door but couldn't - realized it was really badly crushed. Then called my colleague at the office- I was weeping (haha)- and I am so thankful to those people who stayed to be a witness. I wasnt just witnessing an accident. I was a part of the accident. and it was and still is so diffcult to comprehend. I could have really died today. The car seriously got hit bad. The last time I saw my car- the rear end was just falling apart. Driver's side crushed into pieces. Don't know how I got out of there alive. So when my friends came in - By that time - I thought I was getting senses back. Also found it funny for a while. Now four hours later...I'm gradually realizing that what a close call it was. I could have seriously died. And I can't seem to stop the tears.I guess, life does give you a whole new opportunity to live it up again.

So Thank you god for the second chance.
Thank You my people for being there for me.

P.S: I think I just found a good reason to emotionally blackmail my parents. But above all - found a reason why God gave me another chance.
and no..it wasn't my fault- I was following the traffic rules :)