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She sat in the Starbuck café sipping her coffee, and staring out of the window. The blood-stained knife lay next to her handbag, covered with her blue silk scarf. Those visuals when I remind it, today also makes the hell out of me. This incident what I am talking about is off when I am in my 6 or 7 grade of my school days. The day, in particular, was very horrifying. I went to the café for snacks and tea, and to my next row, the lady was sitting and having her sip of coffee. The environment is cool, I am with my parents and younger sister engaged in our regular gossip. Earlier I did not notice the knife, But the lady seems a little nervous, me busy with my little chat with my family. Suddenly I started feeling uneasy. It is the lady, I am uncomfortable with. Next second I hear the sound of the siren, that’s of an ambulance or police van I don’t no-till then, but it’s getting louder and louder as it is approaching the cafe. I look up to the lady, a casual one. She still enjoys her coffee, but holding the coffee cup longer after each sip, Maybe thinking of someone and staring outside for long, the sound of sirens getting louder and louder as time passes by. The time passes very slowly when the danger around, that fine day I wear my new titan watch gifted by my dad as a birthday gift, Counting on every second. OK, next moment what catches my attention is shaken me from inside, what I saw was the knife and blood stained on it, lays next to her handbag covered with her blue silk scarf, but I somehow managed to saw the bloodstains on the knife. Suddenly I notice that the sound of sirens surrounds the cafe building. And the people in the restaurant, in chaos rushes outside, some of them hitting the service table and also the main entrance glass door, I think by that time people have some knowledge of the incident that took place. But still I don’t have any idea what’s going on, I am trying very hard to find out what is going on and looking at every corner of the room. My parents also rush toward the exit gate and also given care that we not been lost in the hustle, if also there been no issue, as the watch gifted by my dad was digital and have a GPRS tracker that connect the device directly to my father apple smartphone. For the last time I look back to her, She still sitting tight there enjoying her coffee. The time we step outside, what we saw there is, I never going to forget for my whole life. A man has been killed and his blood flows from his neck touching a girl, who also seems unconscious to me. Surrounded by many people, police van and ambulance. My father by force put me into the car, as I want to stay and try to understand what is going there. But my father thought it was not safe to stay there so we left. And in next morning, we come to know the whole incident from the news channel, that as the father killed her girl as he does not want to raise a girl child, Mother of her kills her husband, and in shock, she went to cafe and order coffee for herself. May be recalling her memory with her daughter. A man destroys his own family what he makes. What a waste of life.
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