"Last weekend I and my friends were having our as usual Saturday night Beer. Suddenly we heard a loud cry and went outside to check out what it was. The Localites seem to have got hold of some small time robber (Or so it seems), and they started hitting him Bad/Mad. They had undressed him to bare body in that cold night and tied him to a gate. Beat him with Belts, Not the ones worn but the machine conveyer belts, Wooden Clubs, Pelted him with Stones and some even kicked. The beatings received by him were cruel, Out of proportion, in-humane to say the least... It can’t be described in words...
At last we mustered some courage and came down to talk to the localites. Some were already high with their McDowell’s...We tried to get some sense into their minds... We tried to persuade them to call police and handover the guy to them... But they weren’t ready... They were all charged up... Things flared soon...Their attention turned towards us... Minor scuffles broke out... Punches were thrown... Someone called police in between...We were all taken to the police station... They heard from both sides... They Mediated... At last they let us go without any charge... The localites had a long stare at us... We stared back...After all this drama, we returned home with the thought that we saved someone from this brutality and enjoyed our leftover beer until the early morning hours of Sunday... Happily ever after..."
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F****** Shit... The first half of the story is chillingly true and the rest is just a superhero thing I could conjure up later. We were just one in many of the onlookers... We didn’t have any courage to go near let alone talk to localites...Even the other localites were silent... Their attention turned towards us... they shouted at us to get inside...We were just happy to obey... We couldn’t take it anymore...We called the police and informed about what was happening... They asked us to come to the station and give a complaint... F***…They didn’t even bother to come and have a look at...The loud cry continued for another two/three hours and the localites were in no mood to give up beating... We turned a blind eye. So did others...
The happenings went through my mind ever after.
We all do things that could be tagged as bad. Many do it in a polished way. We’re No Saint’s to judge, let alone punish someone.
We are always taught that “Inconsiderate Ever After” is the way to “Happily Ever After”
We could all end our books with the same line “Inconsiderate Ever After”
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