There have been so many accessories I would have been using, but I wonder
how I became so fond of this one. I could never leave this wallet since the day
I bought it. Agree that I have a not so good habit of carrying my wallet with
my mobile to wheresoever I go. They have dropped off my hand lots of time as I
couldn't clutch them properly. Still, as habits die hard!!!
I was very happy since last night, as my best friend was coming to meet me. I came early from office, relaxed a bit, then prepared a cup of tea and started thinking about him. We have been friends since long, we shared lots of fights and memorable moments. Certainly, friendship is what you treasure for life. "iktaraa" my cell is playing the iktaara song - ooh some one is calling!! Aah it's my friend. He is here. I quickly picked my wallet, door keys and of course my mobile. As always, clutched them n gotta go.
I slowly came out of the row house campus - he is standing there opposite to the hospital parking. I started feeling again - this is going to be added to my memorable moments. A while and reached him, we greeted each other. After a long time, we both were happy. I asked him if we can go for a chai but he seemed to be in hurry. So we decided to talk there itself. I opened my wallet and gave him a chocolate I bought for him. He took his back pack and got a Swiss chocolate out of it :) ohh this one is my favorite. We got a whispering sound “ShSHSH” I looked up to the top floor of the hospital – couple of guys trying to say something. I looked down at the parking, a guy is looking sarcastically at us. Eve-teasing !!!! In my area.. huh -- My friend got disturbed. I told him I’ll deal with them later as it's a residential colony and they can't go away with it. But he said he is anyways getting late now and needs leave, we agreed to meet again and told good night to each other. I started walking towards my den again while he started his machine bike – whatta sound, it roars just like a lion!!
I stepped in the campus, looking for my door key out of the key ring and realized something is not there in my hand. OHHHHHHH SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where’s my wallet – I came running back. I remember it was there in my hand but it’s not anymore. I knew I would have dropped it off. That guy from top floor was actually trying to tell me that I dropped my wallet. I came to the same place where I was standing before. Nope!!! Alas!!!! My wallet is not there. Hey – that guy – sarcastic guy is still there, I asked him, he denied saying he hasn’t noticed anything. I quickly called the banks to block my cards and from my other cell (I have two cells fortunately) to my friend to inform what just has happened. He came almost running. We tried to recall everything to remember where it could be while blocking my cards on phone. We decided to walk in to the hospital. As soon as we did, that parking fellow took his bike and left!!!! this stroked my mind. When we inquired at the admin about that fellow, they informed, he is relative to a shift nurse there and comes pretty often. But they disagreed to provide any other information.
I challenged them saying if they don’t I might put their name in the FIR, then they called the Admin Supervisor. Unfortunate but true, English language still has some effect on us!!! The supervisor agreed to inform me when that fellow comes again. We then decided to go the local police station. I was chalking out a plan how to narrate the story for FIR and how soon I can get my DL & PAN card. We reached the police station and huh.. unfortunately there is no one. We waited for 15minutes and then I called 100 (police helpline number). A guy answered from control room and assured me the duty officer is on patrol and would come to the station in 10minutes. 10 minutes ??????? I waited for another 25minutes and then my friend suggested me that we should go to the university circle Police station and report this.
I agreed as I could understand that he is getting late. We reached the university circle and met the duty officer. As soon as he came to know I have lost my wallet with PAN & DL in it, he instructed us to come with a Xerox copy of them or some lawyer. I was amazed, when I would have any ways lost it, how can I have a Xerox copy!!!! We started arguing and the officer literally begged that his ex colleague actually lost his job due to a similar issue.
I thought where would I get a lawyer at 11PM night!!!! I asked my friend to drop me home and I would go for the Notary office in the morning. Disappointed, disheartened, totally totally sad however determined to get my wallet back, I decided to come back to my room.
To be continued…..
I was very happy since last night, as my best friend was coming to meet me. I came early from office, relaxed a bit, then prepared a cup of tea and started thinking about him. We have been friends since long, we shared lots of fights and memorable moments. Certainly, friendship is what you treasure for life. "iktaraa" my cell is playing the iktaara song - ooh some one is calling!! Aah it's my friend. He is here. I quickly picked my wallet, door keys and of course my mobile. As always, clutched them n gotta go.
I slowly came out of the row house campus - he is standing there opposite to the hospital parking. I started feeling again - this is going to be added to my memorable moments. A while and reached him, we greeted each other. After a long time, we both were happy. I asked him if we can go for a chai but he seemed to be in hurry. So we decided to talk there itself. I opened my wallet and gave him a chocolate I bought for him. He took his back pack and got a Swiss chocolate out of it :) ohh this one is my favorite. We got a whispering sound “ShSHSH” I looked up to the top floor of the hospital – couple of guys trying to say something. I looked down at the parking, a guy is looking sarcastically at us. Eve-teasing !!!! In my area.. huh -- My friend got disturbed. I told him I’ll deal with them later as it's a residential colony and they can't go away with it. But he said he is anyways getting late now and needs leave, we agreed to meet again and told good night to each other. I started walking towards my den again while he started his machine bike – whatta sound, it roars just like a lion!!
I stepped in the campus, looking for my door key out of the key ring and realized something is not there in my hand. OHHHHHHH SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where’s my wallet – I came running back. I remember it was there in my hand but it’s not anymore. I knew I would have dropped it off. That guy from top floor was actually trying to tell me that I dropped my wallet. I came to the same place where I was standing before. Nope!!! Alas!!!! My wallet is not there. Hey – that guy – sarcastic guy is still there, I asked him, he denied saying he hasn’t noticed anything. I quickly called the banks to block my cards and from my other cell (I have two cells fortunately) to my friend to inform what just has happened. He came almost running. We tried to recall everything to remember where it could be while blocking my cards on phone. We decided to walk in to the hospital. As soon as we did, that parking fellow took his bike and left!!!! this stroked my mind. When we inquired at the admin about that fellow, they informed, he is relative to a shift nurse there and comes pretty often. But they disagreed to provide any other information.
I challenged them saying if they don’t I might put their name in the FIR, then they called the Admin Supervisor. Unfortunate but true, English language still has some effect on us!!! The supervisor agreed to inform me when that fellow comes again. We then decided to go the local police station. I was chalking out a plan how to narrate the story for FIR and how soon I can get my DL & PAN card. We reached the police station and huh.. unfortunately there is no one. We waited for 15minutes and then I called 100 (police helpline number). A guy answered from control room and assured me the duty officer is on patrol and would come to the station in 10minutes. 10 minutes ??????? I waited for another 25minutes and then my friend suggested me that we should go to the university circle Police station and report this.
I agreed as I could understand that he is getting late. We reached the university circle and met the duty officer. As soon as he came to know I have lost my wallet with PAN & DL in it, he instructed us to come with a Xerox copy of them or some lawyer. I was amazed, when I would have any ways lost it, how can I have a Xerox copy!!!! We started arguing and the officer literally begged that his ex colleague actually lost his job due to a similar issue.
I thought where would I get a lawyer at 11PM night!!!! I asked my friend to drop me home and I would go for the Notary office in the morning. Disappointed, disheartened, totally totally sad however determined to get my wallet back, I decided to come back to my room.
To be continued…..
