Yesterday there was a terrorist attack in the district where I was headed for and around the time I was there. That was not my normal routine. I went because of a visitor.

There were people dead and a car bursting into flame. Helicopters whirled in, several plain cars rushed to the scene, shrieking police siren, areas were barricaded and later reporters started to transmit the story.

Even on the scene, I did not know much and had to read news stories online to brief myself. I watched the present but the past leading to the incident was not in view.

Added:

We were unscathed, of course, by being a little bit late to the scene.

The visitor says she gets into trouble often. It looks true, as I eye warily her bleeding forehead, scratched and bruised knee and cut finger. This attribute of hers even overpowered my ability of dodging all significant incidents.