Rickshaws in Dhaka (Photo credit: -Niloy-)
It was a while ago. It was early evening.My sister and I were going home in a rickshaw,suddenly we felt a jolt and we were thrown out of the vehicle. My sister was badly bruised. One of her ankles was twisted. I hired another rickshaw and took her to the hospital.
We waited for a couple of hours to see a doctor. My sister was treated for the bruise. The physician advised her to stay in bed rest for a week. I took her home afterwards.
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