From: Tina
Sent: Tuesday, September 30, 2008 3:29 PM
Subject: Of Shock Treatments...
I think it began as a normal day…. I did get out from the left side of the bed.
But I don’t know whether there was anything different in the day… No trailer there …
It went right I guess with getting ready for work.. having breakfast sitting on the table.
As usually breakfast is done in combo with dressing up.
So I felt it was a nice morning where I have 2-3 minutes to spare ..chewing breakfast instead of gulping it down.
Took the bag, the cell and fortunately no umbrella. As anyways I guess the rains are gone.
Reached station with enough time to cross over to other platform using the overhead connecting bridge as compared to running over the tracks..
I guess the train is late…
A wonderful sunny morning…..Oops I said it too fast.
Met one of my colleagues at the station. She was not feeling well and hence was in this train having missed the earlier one.
Then with sore throat she asked whether I went to ATM last night..
I was like “No..Why “ …Seems like all the gang went to our local ATM to withdrawn money at midnight as they heard the bank has crashed.
There were a lot of crowd. Only for the fact that there were no shops opened, ppl were roaming as though it was 9 in the night instead of 12 in the mid night.
She was wondering how come I had not heard about it …
Wow I said had no idea about it … And for me no option as I have only a single bank so agar woh gaya toh gaya :)
Though I convinced her in order to alleviate her feelings that there is no need to panic as it is a big bank with so many ppl’s salaries, etc
So there is no need to worry… but in my mind I was like “Wow Lehman ke baad yeh…”
Anyways things were fine and no need to create unnecessary tension as by then train arrived.
As usual at the entrance of the ladies platform there were few students debating whether to get down at this station or the next one.
All were standing at the entrance.. I don’t understand why do ppl create unnecessary hindrance especially at the door.
Not allowing ppl to get out nor ppl to get in. Somehow with pleas falling at deaf ears I squeezed through the middle rod of the door and felt something different.
Probably for the fact that my head hit somebody’s elbow or hand.
I looked at my bag in order to get that in front of me and then saw….
If there is a sub conscious mind working then I guess after this moment it was the sub conscious that was working as I guess I was pretty numb consciously.
What I saw was that the pocket flap which contained my cell phone empty.
Generally if I am wearing jeans, pants or coat with pockets, the cell phone resides there. For a brief moment felt maybe it is in the pocket.
But no I remembered putting in that pocket of the bag designed to hold the cell.
Then I saw at the entrance a thin boy roughly reaching a bit above my knees, standing at a door. I do not know what came over me but went and caught hold of his arm.
But they were empty. In my head I am chastising myself saying that it is not right to blame somebody even if it is a boy like this for no proof. I was going to give up when I just noticed his pant pocket and thought anyways have shamed myself. Checked and took out my cell from his pocket.
And the compartment entrance was like “OOOhhhhh”
I was still numb I guess with the cell in my hand and the little boy ran out from there….With the train starting it’s run.
All this happened in span of less than a minute but I guess it was subconsciously taken care of :)
Lucky for me that somehow I realized it. Not that it was Nokia N series or Samsung latest, but mera chota sa pyara cell phone with lots of contact details for which I had no backup.
But mostly we are not so lucky… I realized that I need to be more careful with my stuff especially while travelling in train.
And you need to be alert in an event of distraction as there are people waiting for those kind of moments.
And sometimes our misplaced sympathies are not worth it for people who do not care about the same.
If in doubt better clear it without being rude or hurtful though you might end up looking sheepish in case it is not right. Better wrong than sorry.
And yes the female students courtesy whom I got distracted and hurt my head, decided to get down in the next station.
A few seconds after getting my conscious brain on track, I gave them a piece of my mind for creating public nuisance.
So long I guess I am still numb… but good part is that the cell is there with me and instead of a “Lost cell – Give me your numbers mail” , I am just sending you the write up of the electrifying experience.
Ciao,
Tina :)
