I was typing an sms (S.O.S rather) frantically. The java class had begun, i was in the 1st row, right under the glare of the teacher..but dat msg was urgent!! "hey get my keys re..plzz" I waited desperately for the reply. Zzzzzz.... Aaah..at last! Oh Damn it !! I sent the same message to sush.."plz get my keys". After few tensed moments, "got them" came d reply. "thx v much". ---------------------------------- On the day before..... ---------------------------------- tak-tak-tak.... i was typing again..at dead speed! No reply.... Again no reply.... My mind raced.. has she seen it or not..wot if she comes to the class withought reading the message..baapre!!! After wot seemed an eternity, a msg popped up. "yes re.." Meena came to class..at 7.30....late as usual... She sat next to me...we exchanged smiles, my eyes expressing a zillion thanks to her..my smile showing fulll gratitude for the help she had just done... Wot a wonderful friend i hav got and how more wonderful that she always comes late..i thought... "give my keys re" "keys?? wot keys?? i dnt have any of ur keys wid me re...i was all the time wondering which keys u r talking about..but this thing beats me " I looked at her in disbelief.. wot a foolish person she is... a person who was wid me for atleast the past 3 days will know wot i am talking about..and she is wid me for 4 yrs!!! "arey idiot!!! my bike keys re!! :((( U know na..i keep forgetting..i forgot today also ...anduke i msgd u" "dumbhead" read my mind... My beauty!! U know wot..this is the fourth time in a row that i left my keys on the bike!! in a row!!! Only improvement is..the first 2 days..i rememberd dat i forgot the keys only after the class..but since the last 2 days , my memory springs up in the middle of the class!!! "ur brain shud be actually kept in the museum!! " " wot happens to u yar?? does ur brain gets switched off occasionally??" phew...i have been listening to all this...ENOUGH !!!! If you still think this could have happened to anybody...read on... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I once left my wallet (wid 500 rs) on a 1Re coin box. Only later did i realise that my wallet was missing...thankfully i got it back..thanks to the owner. Forgetting mobiles,wallets, keys has become a routine. Whenever i plan to buy a new mobile..costly wala...my frnds pitch in "Do din ke mehmaan ke liye , u want to spend so much??? " The most surprising thing is, i have always lost my frnd's things. I was lucky with things of my own!! I had once lost a MP3 playes..(it was sush's) . He gave it to me to use for a few days..leave alone using it..i dint even see it often. One day he casually asked me if it was still der..and to my horror it wasnt anywer!!! i lost it..and dont even know how!!! But he is soo nice...he dint ask to refund..but as a punishment he keeps reminding me of my absent-mindedness!! Its such a torture!! A couple of mobile phones (ofcourse my poor frnds') , a few 500-rupee notes, pen- drives...form my list of 'LOST ITEMS' . read more....................... I has once been to a tailor shop. I carried a helmet, my wallet, keys, scarf, mobile and a bag..all in jus 2 hands!! :P I dumped all of them on his table , told him wot he ought to do and said i will collect from him in 30 min. Just when i was thanking god that i hadnot forgotten anything, a lady came upto me and said "oh! is it? I will be going there in a few min. I will collect it..thanks a lot ! " she left... "where is my cell uncle?", iasked the tailor after my shooping was done. "Aapka cell? " he asked, amused. " I dint see any cell here " "Arey uncle...just now a lady told me dat u have my cell !!! " "what !!!!!! was dat ur cell??? I had sent a boy to give it to her, thinking it was hers!!! she dint return it!!! " "here, take my mobile. Call to your no. ", the uncle offered. I felt soo stupid ! "Errr...i dnt remember uncle..its my frnd's mobile" i answered sheepishly. No..No.If i tell him, he will scold me.... "Dad, can u tell my new no.?? " "never mind dad...thx a lot !" "the no. u have called is switched off" I grew desperate..my mind was conjuring up all wierd reasons i wud tell at home..my frnds... "how uncle?? i lost my cell...wot shud i do? " he called that boy... "what! It was this mam's cell?? That lady is soo chaalu..she took it sincerely !! " , he exclaimed. I went to a nearby shop and called her. line cut..... "hello...hello aunty.....the cell phone...." line cut.... I dialled again....determined to pin her down. "what cell?? i returned it to him...i dont know anything..y r u asking me?? " i hid my tears.. I cursed myself for being so careless... "Uncle, she flatly denied having taken the fone.." , i said trembling. "But how?? " "Actually, the lady had returned it. Its the boy who stole it. He got scared and confessed everything to me...he will be coming with the mobile..dnt say anything to him." " here is your cell madam! We found the lady at the bus stop..luckily for u she dint get the bus yet!" the boy came upto me and handed over the mobile. I promised myself i would be careful from next time.. But i keep forgetting my promise!! :((((( I am fed up.. I want to sell my brain... Any takers??????? |
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