He was comedian and performed one man show in the cafe near to my home. I often went there for coffee and found him performing. People of town enjoyed his jokes and stories very much. In the evenings the cafe got crowded just because of his performances... He was a good comedian and knows how to play with words and how to change the moods of people.................. He was good looking a mid aged fellow................ I also liked his sense of humor.......
People got light hearten to listen his hilarious stories and jokes and forgot their routine stressed life. Many people at the end of shows proclaimed that his joke had made them relaxed and stress free..............
I often noticed that after the end of shows he sat in the corner and ordered two cups of coffee.............. It always made me surprise that why two cups at the same time.... but due too lack of time or other commitments can not wait to see who joined him...
On evening after the show when he was waiting his two cups of coffee in the seat of corner i approached to him........... Can i sit with you... I asked. He do not reply but pointed me to have a seat.......... I saw that his amusing and entertaining gesture was disappeared .......... He was looking gloomy and sad. Is any thing okay ? I asked. Yes sure he replied and asked me for the purpose to sit with him............ I asked why you always ordered two cups of coffee at the same time whether someone joined him later..............
No.. he replied......... I could saw that his face went pale and serious... He said why i am interested to know the reason.. When i insisted.........He start with a long breath.....
He said no one has asked to told his story before.. People came in the cafe to listen what make them happy..no body ever listened me... I fell sad for him..... I told him it was not to hurt him just it was my eagerness about two cups coffee....
He said that once he was poor and his girl friend was not happy with his work... She wanted to get rich quickly..... I told her always collecting money is not my goal, I believe in living happily.................... They often went to cafe together to have coffee and their they discussed their life................. He told, that evening he got a big contract of a big show, and he was want to disclose her at his favorite cafe that evening ................ he reached cafe bit earlier then her ordered two cups of coffee of her taste and start waiting her...............I intervene, she may had not came... He looked at me making me ashamed what i have said.......... take a breath and said, no she came in the cafe but with some other man and told me that she is marrying with him soon.............. She did not sit to gave any notice to me........and left away with him.............................. I felt really bad for me to ask his reason..
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He continues that after that evening I always ordered two cups of coffee and wait for her............ to sat with him for one more time... to listened his life story...........just for one more time.
He got very sad and I was feeling very ashamed........... he left the cafe hurriedly....... I could listen the breaks screaming from the road........I plunged after him to stop him... but found that his body was laying on the road. He was hit by the car....
The untold story was laying dead before my eyes.........................
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