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That was a nice evening.  I got up and went to the kitchen to make coffee in my desi way.  I first put a cup of milk in a pot and put it on the electric burner.  Let it boil.  When it has been boiled, I put one full spoon of Nescafe into it and let it boil.  After one or two minutes, it the coffee grain completely mixed and dissolved into the milk.  My coffee was ready.  I poured into my coffee mug and took it outside into my gallery.  I put the mug on the small round table and sat down on my chair.  I was about to take a sip of my coffee when I heard some disturbance on the road just outside my house.  I put the cup away and went to see what was happening.  There was a man who had been fallen down on the road from his scooter because at car hit him and ran.  I along with some other neighbors rushed to the man and help him standing up.  He was not physically hurt but got nervous.  I asked him where he was all right.  He tried to speak but could not say anything, just looked at me with worried eyes.  I asked me to come inside and requested one of my neighbors to put his scooter near my house.  I helped the man to walk to where I was sitting and about to have my coffee.  I let him sit on another chair, and relax.  After awhile I offered him my cup of coffee.  He took it from me and started to drink sip by sip.  I was looking at him, and thinking:  There is written the name of the eater on each and every grain.  That cup of coffee was not for me......................................................