January 14, 2009

The phony scare

Ah so it's your typical day.. Happy Pongal by the way (did I tell you I think I should be a poet?) And I walked out into the crisp air, which initially I didn't suspect was that cold. As the chill started engulfing me in a few short steps, I reached out my red woolen hat stashed in my left coat pocket and pulled it on my head and around my ears. Did I mention that my phone was usually in that pocket? Anyhoo, I went on ahead to the station and even as I glanced up at the monitors to find out just how long the train was going to take to come, I spotted Prof DA, who's new at the college. We struck up a conversation that lasted all the way past 2 trains and 3 stations right until we arrived at our destination and I reached into my pocket just to get my bare hands into warmer territory, and that's when I noticed the conspicuous absence of my bulky phone (think iPhone). I panicked. I quickly emptied the contents of my 2 coat pockets in front of a confused professor to reveal the train ticket, the ipod and no phone... Darn! I quickly explained to him that my phone was missing. He asked me to calm down and check for it every place. Just then, I saw the train we'd arrived at pull away from the station. Could it be? By then I was convinced that it had fallen someplace between my home and the station. The professor warned me that if that was the case it was unlikely that I would find it.. intact at least. I had to take the chance.

I retraced my whole journey, all the time praying it hadn't slipped away in one of the 2 trains, which basically meant I would never set eyes on it again. And all the way back, I made bargains with God hoping for it's safe return to me. With my eyes peeled looking for the black surukku pai (teeny drawstring purse) in which I kept the phone, I was almost home. And yet, no phone. I was a bit heart-broken. It was new, the phone. As I was almost home anyways, I decided to go in to get a drink... Having given up hope, I walked in quite desolately, when it caught my eye, the black surukku pai, on the dresser, from where I'd forgotten to take it. Thank God!

9 comments:

Sangeetha said...

Oh god...I don't how you come up with such interesting/witty narrations of incidents...was fun reading this post :)

Jaya said...

Thanks Sang.. Keep visiting :)

Sachin said...

Some mothers have hasty kids.

Jaya said...

Sachin -> There's nothing hasty about this. In a rushed morning, there are a few details you just don't remember.

Parasuraman said...

it reminds me of the day i walked into the railway stn with a rain coat forgetting to wear the shirt after all u are my daughter

Ram said...

I would have felt bad, if you had lost it. Do you remember, this phone visited by place along with you. Forgetting too is sensational.

Jaya said...

Appa -> What a comedy... but it hardly compares!

Bala -> I think there's a mixup... you've never seen this phone :)

Ram said...

Jayaaaaaa!!!This is Ram uncle from Besant Nagar.Enna Theriyadha??????

Jaya said...

Ramu uncle -> Ongala theriyamala?! Neenga Ramu nu potirindha, Iwould've instantly found out. Traditionally, my bro is the 'Ram' commenter. Sorry about the mix up. :) And needless to say, please keep visiting :)

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