Saturday, November 21, 2009

The Nine Mile incident

Well this is another weird incident that happened to me. I again did a thorough analysis of the matter and found out I was the "ONE" ....really I give my self the "ONE" for this :D. It was a sunday winter morning 11am .It was predicted that it would snow today. Me being the hero of the heard had to go out and venture in the cold with minimum possible clothing. My other roomie lets call him Mr A accompanied me as we had to take a house on lease. I carried all my documents with me as a proof. We decided to go to eat first at an Indian restaurant.I took the old 83L route bus and got down at the stop just before the last stop (this is significant). As soon as I got down the bus Mr A reminded me.."You had a bag with you right?" F@!#!! And run I did...As hard as I could...to the last station...in the dead shivering winter cold..Now I am smiling...but you wouldnt have.

I reached there to find the bus still there...WHAT A RELIEF!..I ran to the bus to find my bag there..WHAT A RELIEF....few girls were giggling as I reached there gasping for breath.
My bags front pocket was OPEN!!WHAT A F*** the girls said "Somh guyy in ah whaite shirt thook u r foolde'hr" MAN I WAS SCREWED! It had my passport and I was in a foreign country.
I grabbed the girl to search for the man...But in VAIN! He was no where to be seen.I had other important docs too.SSN..CHECKS what not!

I dialled the local emergency number.The police arrived in 10 mins.A small afro american women.She assured "You aint gonna ghet ur fol'dr".I was shivering there but I had enough of experience to remain calm. Mr A did help me a lot...though after his lunch...:P. He tried to keep me calm which I doubt could have helped. We decided to go to the leasing office after-all we could not live on streets. We went to the leasing office after the "LUNCH".As we reached there the attendent asked me my name "ADINUT! I HAVE A PACKAGE 4 U" VOILA!! n there it was ...MY FOLDER! ...some man had found my folder with the leasing office visiting card and he delivered it to them.This "Angel" also left his contact number which did not work! All the things were in place! UNBELIEVABLE! I was in 7th ...whatever!

Few questions still haunt me:
Why did the thief steal only the folder...n not the bag?
Was the guy who stole and the guy who returned the things same?
How much would I have got screwed?

People think I am lucky .I get the things stolen from me back...But let me remind them..THINGS R STOLEN FRM ME...But i was really lucky...


CONCLUSION: I M A******E...awsome :D

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Loosers @ Best

They say to "forgive and forget is a good virtue"! Ya true to the fullest extent , but my case is a little different I do not forgive but I forget...A LOT...well its not kind of disease but it leads to few amazing experiences! Not good ones though! but come to think of them ,they are rather humorous..I normally dont forget things to do....but I forget things..some costly , some cheap! some important some not so important..Some with important consequences...well ! Things range from keys to cars :P....My roomie and me did a thorough analysis of this phenomenon. He too forgets things but he is luckier to find them back...soon! He is kinda world renowned for his laziness. We concluded that I genuinly forgot things while he was careless ! Well what a relief I am not careless! So I racont my experiences here

The Car Incident :
Well this is sort of legend amongst my cronies..The girls in my cube recite this incident giggling, to newcomers in a very "tasteful manner" .This happened in pune in infosys phase 2.It was summer time ,I was working late till 9pm doing some meaningless work! It was an exhausting day and time to go home! How ignorant I was that this would not be the EOD! We used to park our cars in unofficial parking outside Infosys. I just started to go home to realize that my electronic keys were not in my pocket!!!! OHH SHIT! Hell I was screwed..If some outsider might have found it he/she can easily find my car and steal it! I ran outside to check if the car was still there! Ahh LUCKILY it was stll dere! After searching whole Infosys I finally decided to get my duplicate keys..It was about 10pm and my cell phone battery was drained fully! Ohh Darn Luck! I requested an A-hole call center Cab driver to drop home 31kms.He demanded Rs300 to which I agreed. We reached home at about 11.00pm and went back aftergrabbing my mom's cell and the key.I reached Infosys at about 1am.It was totally dark aley with not a single lamppost on. I began searching for my car...AND GUESS WAT IT WAS NOT THERE!!! OHH F@#$ ! I am screwed!I lost a 4 Lac Car! The panic quickly set in..I ran like a mad man up and down the 1Km parking stretch.This was not happening to MEEEE!I checked with the security without any luck! Finally I decided to check with the police! At 1:30am I went to hinjewadi police station.All of them were fast asleep after their hard day of sleeping.One of them wokeup and wrote down my complaint n told me to go home! Well atleat he wrote down something. I took a cab home.On the way all the thoughts came to my mind right from terrorists using my car to claiming insurance. I reached home by 3am , completely torn.I just decided that it was enough for the day.Time to have a sleepless night! I just put my Cell to charge. I suddenly received 2 SMSs from my friend "Key found on your chair!" sent at 10pm
CHAIR! CHAIR! Was I that stupid? I just called my colleague to realize what had happened.The key had slipped from my pocket into the crevice in the chair!!! And a project mate who found the key took my car home! WTF who takes somebody else's car home! Was it malicious is still cannot get it!
But Alls well ends well ..Well... not exactly.I got my car the very next day from him and went back to the police station. And here began my ordeal! The main constable came after 2Hrs. Was reluctant to talk .I was a good "Bakra". He started by saying this incident was impossible.Bring your colleague who did this. Whoa! I tried hell lot , cause he was from bihar and these maharashtrian police would grill him like hell! I did not budge and said it was a mis-communication. He finally let me go after 6 hrs while I enjoyed the corrupt police and honest criminals :D

CONCLUSION: Bad luck with keys! carelessness with phone !
Ahh this was just one of the major incidents "The Butterfly effect" .Well there are more stories which will soon come....