It was 4:15 pm, Monday, 4th of July when I hung up the phone after talking to my wife for few minutes. She was about to leave her family’s house heading back to her work again (A bank) as I was leaving my work, going to Sharq to finish some stuff.
15 minutes later, parked in some yard in sharq and about to get out of my car when I received a call from an unknown number. It was a man, asking me loudly “Are you Nasser?” with a lot of noise in the background.. “Yes! who’s this?” I said. “Your wife had an accident and her car flipped over” said the man.. I could swear I saw everything moving in slow motion and my heart beats were like bass drums! I had to call him again to know where the accident was.. Ta3awon street just next to Movenpick. I got there in 15 minutes or less.. I broke every possible driving law out there.. just to get to her. I finally reach al beda’ round-about and the street was literally blocked, there was no place to stop my car in.. I stopped my car in the bus stop next to Hardees’, and ran the whole way back to Movenpick.. damn.. it was scary, hot, couldn’t breathe.. here’s her car, flipped, totally destroyed in the front the right side.. where is she? I went asking every medic and policeman around, she’s in the ambulance, and she’s fine..
scared and crying, also in pain.. she looks at me and says “kent ra7 amoot.. latroo7 3anni”. I just couldn’t hold myself, started crying like a child.. few minutes later, I hold myself back and ask her “What happened?”.. “A taxi.. moved quickly from the far left lane to my lane (far right).. and hit me in the front, I can’t remember anything but everything around me smashing into small pieces”.
I got out of the ambulance, and saw the taxi driver.. I ran towards him, and I swear, I would have killed him if the police men around didn’t stop me. “E7med rabbek enha bkhair.. la tet’hawar” a police man says.. I looked into his face, “Haddi o ro7 eg3ad ma3a mortek” he said. my mother and sisters in law came, they got into the ambulance with her heading to hospital.. it was really sad. Thank God, she was fine and the X-rays turned out to be ok.
Since then, I’m taking the usual tour everyday to finish the paper work.. Police station, hospital, Hawali investigations HQ, and the insurance company. and I don’t care, what I care about the most is that my wife is fine. The Taxi driver, been accused of causing the accident and now facing a public lawsuit. Add to that, I’m filing another lawsuit against him and the Taxi company he works for. I’m not looking for a compensation, I just want the bastard to be jailed and then expelled out of Kuwait.
Ask your beloved ones to be careful while driving. Those crazy, ruthless, ignorant taxi drivers have turned our streets into a living hell! and in case anything happens to anyone you know (la sama7 allah) DO NOT HESITATE to file a lawsuit against the driver and his company, do not ask for a compensation, ask for putting the bastard in a prison cell until he rots.. Ask for shutting down the whole damn taxi company!
May God save you all..
My Wife’s car.. pictures were taken the next day (July 5th, 2011)