write a paragraph about a robbery in train
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Travelling at late night or also in day has become unsafe. Daily we hear the news of robbery, murder etc but we can't take it seriously and we just ignore it. Last month two foreigners tourist were going to the tourist spot. I was also in that train. At a movement we all hear some different and dangerous noise coming from behind us. Again we heard that noise. We all were frightened ,at that movement we saw four Theif coming with large guns from behind us. We all fell silent, as they told us to keep our mouth shut or they will kill us. After that they looked around and saw foreigners, they stole their many things such money, costly materials etc. They also looted us but we can't do anything because at that movement we didn't have any power to call anyone for help because as we know that life is more important that materials. After stealing they went out from their. Anyway that situation was very dangerous for everyone. After an hour we came to near station and then informed to police. At last I frightenedly came to the home.
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A Robbery in a Running Train
Robberies or cries are very frequent today. I had a bitter experience of the same.
Once I was going by Frontier Mail form Delhi to Amritsar. It was a cold night. The train was running at full speed. The trees, houses, poles were wheeling back. The stations were passing one after another. The train halted at only selected stations. Some persons were dozing some others were reading novels, magazines and newspapers; some of them were playing cards, some were discussing important political matters and burning questions of the day and some of them were gossiping and chatting. The train was now heading for an important station of Shahabad Markanda.
All of a sudden I saw some person quietly entering the compartment. They had rifles and sharp knives in their hands and had covered their faces with cloth. One of the dacoits ordered the passengers to raise their hands up or they would be shot dead. The faces of all passengers turned pale and without uttering word, raised their hands. The dacoits took whatever they could and snatched whoever resisted. The women and children were crying but the dacoits turned a deaf ear to their cries and shrieks. One of the passengers resisted to give his valuables but soon they stabbed him to death. In the end, they pulled the chain and ran away in the jungle in the cover of darkness when the train stopped.
The guard came to our compartment and found the condition of the passengers miserable. He asked the reason from the weeping women and crying children. By the time many passengers had come out of their compartment and gathered outside our compartment. No one dared to chase the dacoits. The dead body of the passenger was removed and sent for the postmortem examination by the railway police.
It was a pathetic scene. I was cursing the time when I deiced to go for this journey. I continuously thought about the dead passenger and his pathetic death. At the same time it was a narrow escape for all others including me.
The dacoits had run away with the looted booty. The police after searching here and there, left the idea of chasing them. The train again moved on. No one cared for the passengers who had been robbed.