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
Lucky basterd
ReplyDeletei think u hav done phd in loosing ur things. wo ek kahaawat hai: " kutte ki pooch ko kine din bhi pipe mai rakho wo tedi ki tedi hi rehti hai"
ReplyDeleteEpilogue:
ReplyDeleteMr A. : Mr. Akshay. He's currently a proud traveller of Maharashtra State transport.
And to add to it, buffet that day at Indian restaurant was fabulous.
ReplyDeleteMr A is just a Fictitious character.... :D
ReplyDeleteThis story sounds familiar to me..I guess I read that in Denver Times :D..However, it also said that there was one more character called Mr M, the wisest of them all..who preferred to stay back home at that fateful day..watching movies n listening to music
ReplyDeleteya that Mr M :D.....n BTW it was rocky mountain news...dont u remember we used to clean kitchen with it!
ReplyDeletehehehe..tht's correct indeed..:D
ReplyDeleteMate that was really luck....btw kya ye INDIA main hota hai...hehe...forget it that was a rhetorical question.. :)
ReplyDeletehmmm...I dont like to compare... :P
ReplyDeleteU keep telling me this story everytime... ;) Ur indeed lucky ... but u got a friend in me.. Bu hua hua hua.. :D
ReplyDeleteno today we were talking about this so i rememered!
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