Screeeeech & Dhuuuub

Screeeeech & Dhuuuub

It was our initial days in Riyadh Saudi Arabia, we (me and Sachin) were still getting familiar to the newness of this place.

We came from a place, when an accident occurs, even if it is a very small one, first thing we see / hear is the person who involved in accident will leave their vehicle and scold each other, shout at each other if not settled with these, they will restore to fist fight, some time to an extent they can even restore to killing each other.

So that was our frame of mind, or you can say, that's how we picture it in our mind when we hear an accident.

We were living in villa which was on a lane at a small junction and our room was at first floor overlooking the junction. Diagonally opposite to our villa was another villa, which had a dense tree, which would create some darkness at the evening. We just came back from our work, having our cup of tea and were discussing what to cook for dinner, suddenly what we hear is big noise of screech and dhuub an accident, though we knew that as it was inside a lane, no major untoward accident must have happened, with an expectation of what I mentioned earlier, we jumped on to the window, we looked down the window at the junction.  What followed next was the most shocking thing (pleasant though). Two Arabs came out of their respective cars, first they greeted each other, checked for each other's well being and called for the police (though I don't remember how they called the police, because those days there were no mobile phones). Soon police came, got down his motor cycle, police too first greeted those Arabs and checked their well being and made a report and handed over to them and headed on his way, now these Arabs took their respective reports and hugged each other and greeted each other smiled and headed on their way.

That was so anti climax for us, but then we realized, that is how it should be.