To Catch a Thief
One night, my sleep was suddenly disturbed by some strange noises coming from the direction of the drawing room. It was dark and I took a look at the radium dial on my watch. It was 3:30 a.m. Who could that be in the drawing room?
I got up from my bed and taking the torch near my bedside, tiptoed softly into the room. What I saw there gave me the shock of my life. I could see a shadow busily engaged in ransacking the place. 1 could make out that it was a tall burly man. He had a sack into which he was putting in articles of the house, hurriedly, one after the other - our laptop, the alarm clock, our DVD player amongst other things.
I was afraid and didn't know what to do. There was no way I could tackle this thief single-handedly. I had to get help, so I went to my parents' bedroom. I shook my father awake and whispered, "Papa, there's a thief in the house." Quickly he got up, looked around and found a walking cane. The two of us went barefoot into the drawing room.
The thief was too busy to notice us. Father went softly to the main door of our house and unlatched it without making any noise. Then father began shouting, "Chor, chor, chor!" The thief turned around in alarm and made for the door, but father blocked his way. I too was shouting at the top of my voice. There was a brief tussle between father and the thief. Within moments, however, neighbours had come to our rescue and the thief was quickly overpowered.
We called in the police and the thief was arrested. It seems he was a notorious criminal and the police had been on the lookout for him for sometime. They praised our efforts at apprehending a man who was wanted by the police.