If my existence matters to you (in any positive way), you must thank ‘Vega’ for saving my life. (Or for at least, saving the aashiq ka thobda from getting deformed completely.) Vega is a helmet manufacturer in India, and one of their products is taking care of my Einstein-brained head for more than two years now.
Some other incidents to jot here, apart from my own this last Saturday, about a year and a half ago one fine evening Raghu and I (we all know Raghu very well, don’t we?) were sitting in our hostel room. If I recall correctly, we were trying to synchronize some jazzy music over the LAN by playing it on two machines simultaneously and trying to create some unusual acoustic effect, just when Vaibhav came rushing in. Vaibhav (Puri Goswami) lived just the next door, and he had returned from work (from his MS internship place). Instead of going to his own room, he came to us and showed us his helmet and its left side. Then he told us the story of how he was stuck in the traffic near Pune University Circle, was going so slow to the left of the road (parallel to the footpath) and lost his control falling down to his left. It was such a safe fall that his two-wheeler was all safe, and his entire body was equally fit - apart from the fact that his head (protected by the helmet) had banged onto the edge of the footpath. It was such a hard hit that he passed out for a while and lost complete track of what was happening. He had to sit back by the roadside for some time and then proceeded and reached hostel to tell us the story. The helmet saved us our precious friend, unlike the case about three and half years ago when the same helmet could have saved many other things apart from two important lives.