The guy who followed me...!

Those were the days when I was a beautiful young lady in the town. It was a dark chilly winter night ... I was walking from the cafe' to my home. I was seating in that cafe' drinking and reading the old spy novel for whole evening. Now the roads were completely deserted. Dogs were crying at the corners of the street and cats were fighting. Owls were hooting ... I was so shocked to hear the sound of owl in this winter ... and unexpectedly every sound just died down... dogs, cats, owls... Oh my god I can hear sound of my heartbeat... and what was it in that dead silence, I could hear one other sound, the sound of footsteps ... somebody was coming from behind me...

I was really afraid and started walking fast. I felt the sound of footsteps increasing ... now I was nearly running ... and the person behind me was also running ... oh my god, again ... I comprehended that there is a shortcut with some fences to go to my home. So I took the turn and jumped over the fence... and was on the run again ... and I heard the person jumping behind me....

In the light of moon I could feel something flashing in his hand ... “is it a knife ...?” I was approaching my home fast and distance between us was getting lessened. Foot by foot he was coming closer to me... and completely sweating in that winter night I was pretty tired, feeling helpless...

I was able see the door of my house now... I looked for my purse to take out my keys and realized I don’t have purse in my hands... oh my god ... now what I was going to do ... suddenly a sound knocked my dead ears "oh I am sorry Ms. but you forgot your purse in the cafe' and I just came here to return it to you." He left, giving my purse in my hands and I was startled about “The guy who followed me ...!”

Hope you would have enjoyed it, the story I heard or read somewhere ..... :)

Till then Good bye, नमस्ते , Shabba Khair, An-nyoung, sayo-nara, 再见, Auf wedersehen …

Have a nice time and Stay Warm (you have to say it, when you are living in Fargo…)