Lost and found

I remember my first mobile. It was a used one and was given to me when I was in the second year of my college. It was like a toy. When I say a toy, I really mean it. I remember my four year old cousin say to me back then, 'Didi, please give me that mobile like thing to play with.' So, you can imagine how unsophisticated I was (I still am the same with technology). I used it for two years, and then gave it to someone. It sure was a sturdy set.

My second mobile was a gift from my bhinaju. I don't remember it clearly, but I think this too was not a brand new one. I used it for quite some time and then one fine morning, while I was enjoying the sun rise from my aunt's balcony, I dropped it. The screen was damaged. So, my sweetest bhinaju gave me another set to use.

The fourth set I got was from my father. It was the best one I had used till that time. I really liked it. But I could not enjoy it for long. One evening, a young chap entered my aunt's house, got inside the room I used, took away my laptop and my mobile, and ran away. By god's grace, I could save my laptop, but lost my mobile to the asshole (sorry for the bad language, but I can't help it).

The next phone was again a gift..from a friend, who wanted to pay me back for a little favor I did (It was not at all needed, but my friend was insistent). I used it for sometime. It was doing pretty alright, but DR got me another phone. We nearly had a fight because he wanted me to get a new phone. Now, have you seen someone get upset when he/she gets a gift ?..I can be that weird sometimes.

Anyway, last year, after it started giving me problems, I had to change it. But guess what, I got yet another gift. This time it was my brother. I have been using the set for more than nine months now. So, as you will see, I never really 'bought' a mobile for myself. Thanks to all the wonderful people around me :)

 I am very very careless when it comes to taking care of my mobile. I have the habit of leaving it anywhere, everywhere. I have nearly lost it many times. Today could have been the last day of my current phone. After office, I went to a cafe with a friend, had a nice meal, dropped off the friend, came back home, and searched for my mobile everywhere. It was nowhere to be found. I called my number from my ghar ko cheu ko pasal ko didi ko phone. It was unreachable. I was sure I had dropped it somewhere, that some lucky chap had found it, and was super happy about it. More than the tragedy of losing the phone, it was the thought of having to go through the process of buying a new set, blocking my sims, filling forms to get new sims (I use two sims in my mobile), and retrieving the contacts, etc. etc. that was bothering me all through the while.

With the faintest hope, I went back to the cafe, and asked the parking guy if he had found a mobile. He said, 'La hajur, malai dui saya rupaiya dinu hos. Tapaile mobile jharera janu bhayecha. Maile tipera rakhideko thiye. ' I wanted to hug that old man and thank him. At a time when I was thinking that honesty has become ancient in today's world, this man gave me hope. I was a happy person.

Sadly, I had only hundred rupees left with me (after the meal at the cafe), or I would have been more than happy to give him dui saya rupaiya for his sincerity.