As I was coming back from Auh today morning, chugging along at 100kph on the last lane. I saw this Mistsu Canter Puckup flash me. And being ramadhan an all I just quitely changed lanes to the left and he under took me at around 120kph.
Not more than five minutes after that, I see a dust cloud on the right of the road and there were a few cars on the road all started to brake and flash their hazard lights, As it was bright and sunny and a straight road ahead I could see quite far into the distance and there was no traffic jam or anything. But obviously something was wrong.
As I came closer and was slowing down I couldn't see what was going on. But then to my right horror, a pickup truck had crashed into the right hand side barrier and I could see the cabin was crushed and mangled very badly. I usually don't rubber neck and move on if it doesn't look too bad or if the authorities are on the scene . But this time something in me told me to stop. I must have and stopped at least a 60-70 mtrs away.
I also saw a few other had stopped and were rushing back towards the scene of the crash. A young man in front of me could not have been more than 23 or 24 was kicking out the debris away from the main highway as he was going towards the scene. Must have been quite an impact as there were big chucks all over the place upto 70 ish meters away.
As I came closer I first saw the rear bed of the pickup, It was same pickup that had over taken me a few minutes back as I remember seeing the company logo. Then then whole scene came into view. My heart skipped a beat at what I saw. The impact was so hard the crash barriers had moved atleast two feet from their original position and were now entangled in the pick up cabin which was just a mess of mangled steel, plastic and glass.
I saw a man still siting upright in the drivers seat couldn't have been more than his mid 20's, with eyes closed and some blood on his fore head. I feared the worse as the little group of people rushed towards the man. Then he opend his eyes a sigh of relief went through,
He was awake but a little dazzled and still in shock. But the relief didn't last long. As we tried to free him from the wreckage we saw his right leg was stuck between what used to be the dashboard, the gearlever and seats as the body of the truck smashed into the cabin.
Then we went to the front of what was now left of the pickup cabin and it was even worse. His leg was totally smashed and crushed and entangled in the wreck, and you could see it had almost twisted 360 degrees and totally bent in 3 places for a moment i thought it had cut right off. I thought oh lord how are we going to get him out of this without hydraulic cutters and jacks.Then I asked, more like shouted "did any one call the police", one pathan bhai immediately picked up his phone and said who shall I call dubai or Auh police, I said "just dial 999 man"
But the lord had put us there for a reason as a few of us grabbed hold of the mangled wreck of whatever came into our hands, little sharp plastic shards along of what use to be the dash, pieces of broken glass mangled steel. And we all gave it a couple of might pulls. and we managed to move it just enough to pull out the man.
I quickly ran back to my car picked up the mat which I always carry and a big four liter bottle of water which I had just filled this morning before leaving and always carry just in case, But on the way back I realised something else another pickup had also crashed just a few meters down on the opposite side and somehow managed to jump over the barrier and was now parked in the middle of both the highways, but it didn't look bad at all. For a moment I didn't know what to do. Go help this other crash or go back to the first one. Then I saw a guy in an army uniform with a few others I told him if he could please see if anybody else needed help and then ran back to the driver of the first car, I could see other than the leg he was Ok no other injuries save for a few scratches here and there.Then all of a sudden my first aid training kicked in We put him down on the mat and rolled him on his side to clear his airway in case if he had internal bleeding he would not choke on his own blood. I washed off his face and gave him some water to drink.
I was the only one who could speak Urdu there And having watched enough rescue shows and also the first aid training I knew I had to, So I started to talk to him, asked him what his name was and generally comforting him, saying don't worry about it as he was very worried about his leg, I told him its just a simple fracture, I've broken bones in the past and its no big deal and he'll be walking next to no time, And the Ambulance is on its way and you be in professional hands in a matter of minutes. Nothing to worry about and such sort of stuff.
By then the first ambulance arrived and went directly to the other crash as they could not see us because by now a lot of cars had stopped and we were obscured from view. I was kinda angry at that and ran between the parked pickups and shouted across to the other ambulance, "HEY WE HAVE AN INJURED MAN HERE" and one of the cops said sabar sabar ( Wait )
Then in Arabic I asked one of the other aged Arab man who was also one of the first one to make it to the scene what happened to the other driver, He looked at me strange and said he didn't make it in, I recited "inala hi wan inlahi rajayooun", and quickly changed the subject and started to talk to Mohd the injured driver as I didn't want him to hear this.
Then finally a police man came looked at the leg and then asked me any other injuries I said I don't think so. he said OK wait and don't move the leg. It was then for around 5 minutes I was sitting alone with Mohd holding his hand, I continuously kept on talking to him to keep his mind of what just had happened and every now and then he would say " meri taang" my leg, and I kept on consoling him don't worry Its just a simple fracture and the paramedics are here and you'll be in a hospital in five minutes.
Then finally a lone Filipino paramedic came with his bag, From what ever I could remember from my first aid training course I relayed that information to the paramedic that he is fully awake and conscious and no pain or swelling anywhere other than his leg.
He quickly put him flat on his back checked his neck for any injuries put him in a neck brace and respirator. By this time I realised the crowd had disappeared ? It was only the cops who by now were handling the wrecks Mohd, me and the paramedic.
Then he cut open his trouser leg and it was relief and I have no other words to describe the other feeling it other than disdain, It was obvious his leg had shattered in two places just above and below the knee with bones sticking out but it was not as bad as I had thought as I initially though that he had lost his leg for sure. Then I remembered the other pickup and asked the paramedic " what about the other driver is he alive ?" He looked at me and just said " barely " This was a relief but from the look on his face it didn't look very good.
Then in the middle of the this a cop came and asked the paramedic " Ureed Helicopter " He said "la la no need" and then he went off. Then the Paramedic asked If I could help him I said sure. I held and strected the leg while he put on a temporary splint and bandage on it. It took some time and effort as it was only the two of us and we were on sandy ground but we made it. By then an ambulance came by. Then finally two of us and a cop from the ambulance helped Mohd on to the strecher and rolled him in.
There was still some water in my bottle and helped the cops and others on the scene wash there hands, picked up my mat and was on my way. Still in a daze as just to what had happened. I looked at my watch all this has had happened in a span of half an hour and yet seemed like a lifetime. Then after 5 minutes I remembered I promised Mohd I would call his company and inform someone once I got back to the car as I had left my mobile there. And the company number was on the side of his pickup. I tried to remember as hard as I could what the company name was so I could get the number from 181 but i just couldn't by then I had reached Jebel Ali.
All the way back home it kept playing in my mind how horrific the crash was how lucky he was to be alive, and how he had just gotten up today going about his daily business without a clue as what was to happen, Life is just too short and we need to make the best of it.
Ending thought I salute the people who stopped and went out of there way to help out a fellow human in need, and to all the authorities who provide such excellent first aid and emergency services. I have always respected them but now even more. All of the above are true heroes in my book..... forever !