I still remember it was the month of October last year I was coming back from the annual office party in my car. As the atmosphere of the party is quite electrifying, so the process of booze takes me to the six pegs. At that time, I feel like I can easily go back home but just after 3 or 4 kilometers of drive some dizziness starts appear in front of my eyes. I decide not to drive further and parked the car on the roadside and start sleeping inside it. After near about an hour someone knocked the window of my car, he is a man in police uniform asked me is everything ok? Then I explain the whole condition to him, he asked me the address and drove my car to my home and at the same time his partner dropped me home in his official car. This was my first encounter with The Bills and when I looked back towards the incident, next day then I feel like they guys are the real guardian of the city. Politeness they show while incident proves that yes they are capable to represents the London’s security outfit.
When I was about to move to London from my hometown lots of ifs and buts came in my mind, and the biggest question is security in one of the biggest metropolitan of the world. But after the week stay in London I have started feeling safe, and the reason is no other than the English police force of London, The bill. I have never seen those guys with the gun but still they know how to manage things in a rightful manner. They keep the city under pretty tight security, and I never felt unsafe while riding the tubes alone at night from thugs and goons even I cannot feel unsafe while walking down the streets on my own. My confidence on them has never shaken even at the time of RA bomb scares and when actual bombings were going on.
The Bill has an eye all over the city or feels like they have installed cameras on each and every door. One of the incidents happen to me three months before will give the base to all these comments of mine. As we are three bachelors living in an apartment of the old house near to park hotel paddington London. Partying and teasing each other is a common thing between us. One day me and my partner Steve planned a ghost story for teasing our third partner Josh who always fear from horror structures. Our story was like we have to put some ghost idea in Josh mind and during the weekend will give him heart bursting climax. During step one I have told him on Dinner that one of the neighbors is saying someone commit suicide in our apartment before us, and his soul is wandering around. Then Steve starts telling some fake stories to strengthen my opinion. After listening all this Josh showed fake courage and termed them as rumors.
Finally, the day has arrived where Steve pretend that he encountered a mysterious figure on stairs today. He also starts doing awkward things like talking alone; playing with knife and most weird is drama of attacking me. During whole performance he kept saying I have not done suicide, I was murdered by Mr. Charles. Everything was going as per plan till I switched off the main fuse of an apartment at that time Josh, who is already numb and kept saying call police otherwise, one of us will get killed start screaming. After his scream, I switched on lights back and it all happen in seconds.
Within next 2-3 minutes door knocked and I opened the door, here is the twist Two officials of the bills standing in front of me and their first few words are - we have heard three objectionable words suicide, murder and killed. Now it is Steve’s and mine time to get scared, and possibility is we have to be in jail for at least one complete night. Now with the lack of confidence Steve starts narrating the happening to officers. But I know convincing them at that moment is not an easy task. After listening to the whole story and inspecting apartment thoroughly, they took me and Steve in their cars against the charge of spreading rumors. Just before starting car both of them start laughing and explain that we too are kidding but take it as a lesson for future. We are not taking you with us because you guys have the whole career in front you. After hearing those words, we are out from the car, and they left the place.
We still don’t know from where they heard these words, but I am happy that London's security is in the hand of that much responsible force that is perfectly active too. After an incident I can confidently claim that until The Bills are here London is most secured metropolitan of the world.
When I was about to move to London from my hometown lots of ifs and buts came in my mind, and the biggest question is security in one of the biggest metropolitan of the world. But after the week stay in London I have started feeling safe, and the reason is no other than the English police force of London, The bill. I have never seen those guys with the gun but still they know how to manage things in a rightful manner. They keep the city under pretty tight security, and I never felt unsafe while riding the tubes alone at night from thugs and goons even I cannot feel unsafe while walking down the streets on my own. My confidence on them has never shaken even at the time of RA bomb scares and when actual bombings were going on.
The Bill has an eye all over the city or feels like they have installed cameras on each and every door. One of the incidents happen to me three months before will give the base to all these comments of mine. As we are three bachelors living in an apartment of the old house near to park hotel paddington London. Partying and teasing each other is a common thing between us. One day me and my partner Steve planned a ghost story for teasing our third partner Josh who always fear from horror structures. Our story was like we have to put some ghost idea in Josh mind and during the weekend will give him heart bursting climax. During step one I have told him on Dinner that one of the neighbors is saying someone commit suicide in our apartment before us, and his soul is wandering around. Then Steve starts telling some fake stories to strengthen my opinion. After listening all this Josh showed fake courage and termed them as rumors.
Finally, the day has arrived where Steve pretend that he encountered a mysterious figure on stairs today. He also starts doing awkward things like talking alone; playing with knife and most weird is drama of attacking me. During whole performance he kept saying I have not done suicide, I was murdered by Mr. Charles. Everything was going as per plan till I switched off the main fuse of an apartment at that time Josh, who is already numb and kept saying call police otherwise, one of us will get killed start screaming. After his scream, I switched on lights back and it all happen in seconds.
Within next 2-3 minutes door knocked and I opened the door, here is the twist Two officials of the bills standing in front of me and their first few words are - we have heard three objectionable words suicide, murder and killed. Now it is Steve’s and mine time to get scared, and possibility is we have to be in jail for at least one complete night. Now with the lack of confidence Steve starts narrating the happening to officers. But I know convincing them at that moment is not an easy task. After listening to the whole story and inspecting apartment thoroughly, they took me and Steve in their cars against the charge of spreading rumors. Just before starting car both of them start laughing and explain that we too are kidding but take it as a lesson for future. We are not taking you with us because you guys have the whole career in front you. After hearing those words, we are out from the car, and they left the place.
We still don’t know from where they heard these words, but I am happy that London's security is in the hand of that much responsible force that is perfectly active too. After an incident I can confidently claim that until The Bills are here London is most secured metropolitan of the world.
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