A night to remember

    It is the real story of my neighbor Mr Poudel which is held before two months. It was about half past eleven on a windy march night and Mr. and Mrs. Poudel had gone to bed early. They had put out the light and was just going to sleep when Mrs. Poudel heard a strange noise coming from the downstairs. Mr Poudel got up to investigate. When he reached the bottom of stairs he noticed that the noise coming from the dining room, and it sounded as if someone is trying to open the window that led in to the garden.

Mr Poudel was quite frightened but he gathered up his courage, picked up a heavy walking stick and tiptoed into the dining room, moving round the side of the room so that he wouldn’t be seen from the window .when he got to the window he crouched down and peered cautiously round the edge of the curtain. To his relief, he saw that the noise was nothing more than a branch of a rose bush scraping against the window in the wind.

Meanwhile, however the poudel’s dog, which had been sleeping in the kitchen, had also woken up and silently followed Mr Poudel into the dining room .While Mr Poudel was crouching by the window, the dog crept up behind him and affectionately rubbed his nose against his master’s ankle. This gave Mr. Poudel such a surprise that he gave a yell of terror, lost his balance and fell against the window, breaking the glass and cutting his hand quite deeply. He swore at the dog and kicked it out of the room.

Hearing all the commotion, Mrs. Poudel now came rushing downstairs .When she saw what had happened, she took her husband back upstairs to the bathroom to treat his injured hand which was bleeding profusely. Before she bandaged the wound , she cleaned it with pieces of cotton wool soaked in sprit, which she throw in the lavatory bowl when she had finished with them .Once this treatment is complete , Mr. Poudel didn’t feel like going back to bed ,so he lit a cigarette to calm his nerves. Also, Perhaps because of the excitement, he found that he needed to use the lavatory, and it was while he was sitting in the lavatory that he finished his cigarette and, without thinking, dropped the burning end into the bowl, being soaked in highly inflammable spirit, instantly burst into flames .Mr poudel bottom was severely burnt and he uttered another yell of terror.

This time, all Mrs. Poudel could do was ring for an ambulance .It eventually arrived, and two men hurried upstairs with a stretcher, on which they laid Mr Poudel face down. They were a little puzzled when they saw that their patient had both a cut hand and a burnt bottom, so while they were carrying him down the stairs to the ambulance they asked him how these injuries had been caused. When Mr. Poudel told them, laughed so violently that they tipped him off the stretcher with the result he fell down the stairs and broke his leg….