Lying awake at night lost in my musings staring at the silvery halo filtering from between the drapes of my window, barely did I notice the time slip. The scent of the blooming jasmine flowers lured me to the balcony. The gentle cool breeze played with my wayward tresses escaping from my careless bun . suddenly a shrill whistle made me jump.out of my skin .along with it came the noise of lathi hitting the gates and grill. A owl booted from far adding to the errie feel. In the yellow light of the street lamp I could see a silhouette walking up the lane . nothing was visible just a dark shape. I looked at my mobile phone it was half past two am. Still my heartbeat was racing . I laughed to myself for being such a coward, I walked to my bed gave a huge yawn and soon fell asleep. In the morning bright and merry Ibwoke up and got busy . At the breakfast table, as I was sipping my tea , my neighbour came in with the news hearing which I nearly fell off the chair. The night watchman was murdered yesterday night at around midnight....
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