Ooh that was long time ago when I was in my teens...back home in India.
It was Friday afternoon and the roads were quite due to people at work and all...I was coming home from my classes on bicycle and I realized that I've been followed. I tried to paddle fast and he did the same, he even tried to talk to me. I was scared but managed to reach my area and it was quiet due to Friday prayers time, but then I saw my neighbor and told him abt the person. He stopped him and started to argue and raised his hands on him. I got more scared and rushed home hopping my Dad would still be home. By the time I got him to the spot, there were people around and it become the riot...my parents were famous in the area and everybody tried their hands on that poor guy. Police came and they did their rounds and on top of that, that idiot started to give the threats of a local goon...so cops got more mad and then it become the case...it was weekend and monday was the public holiday, he was present in the court on tuesday and I don't know what happened next.\
After somany months later my dad found out that he got ill and was hospitalized and then he left the city. I felt bad for him still do...but who told that moron to follow me. Idiot...
But one thing did turned out good for me and the rest of the girls around that area...the boys stopped sitting at the corner of the streets and teasing girls...gosh..what a history...😆
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