It was an unusually cool morning here in Hyderabad, cos for the past few days there had been no respite, with the mercury touching 43 degrees with ease and the sun beating down with all its might as early as 8 AM. Everything went the usual; coffee, hindu, breakfast and since I was on leave yesterday, I thought it would be better to be a bit early to office and started around 9.50 AM. I live around 14 KM from my office,at the BHEL township, since the road to office is a smooth highway, it barely takes 20 minutes to reach my office.
10:07 AM : Barely half a kilometre from the Raheja Mindspace entrance, I felt something slipping out of my right trouser pocket. OMG, It was my cell phone!!! Oh no not again. I had earlier lost my Nokia 1100 in the same fashion, while riding my scooty from ashok pillar to K K Nagar in Chennai. But this was Samsung U600, worth 13k bucks when I bought it about 2 years back. Well, frantically traced back the route in the "wrong side" of the road ( well riding wrong side is quite common here, and you don't feel its an offence). Once twice thrice the search went on, since its a highway I could not get any public phone to check if the phone is still alive. I found a traffic constable, went to him and asked "Sir, do you have a cell phone, my phone slipped from my pocket and I want to see if it is working still", blank stare was what I got as a reply. I repeated again, still no reply, I went the third time, he mouthed "meeku telugu ochindha?" (Can you speak telugu?). Kadavule kapathuda, and blabbered something in telugu I knew and he called my number and informed its ringing.
Mind relaxed a bit, and a picture of what all I did in the morning went before my eyes.
9.35 AM : Had a good shower and was getting myself ready to office, when my phone started singing the Chennai Super Kings theme song, it was Ramesh, my school friend, working ( rather in traiiiinnnnning) with Infosys, in Mysore. Just to remind about the train ticket which I need to book for his friend. Kept the phone on the top of the fridge, had water, prayed, dressed up and was all set to leave.
10:30 AM : A sudden flash occurred!! Hey, did I really take the phone at all!! I prayed that I should not have, but again I never leave to office, without ID, phone and purse. "Oh god, please I should have forgotten it at home, I will offer a coconut, if so". Prayers, thoughts, tension and finally I decided to turn back and check if its there at home. Heart beats were heavy, cos this is not the first time I am losing a phone, its going to be the third time, will I be third time lucky???
The speedo touched 85 KMPH, the Honda stunner was really stunning, with its stability in that speed for a 125 CC bike, really amazing.
10:45 AM : Reached my house and ran to the door, unlocked it, didn't bother to remove my shoes. My mind, body, soul all went towards the kitchen, took a glance at the top of the fridge.
Thank god, the black shiny, slim( unlike me :-) ) U600 was there, smiling at me!!!
What a start to the day.. I did almost 50 km in one hour and reached office at about my usual time of 11.15 AM
Well, what can you call this, the height of forgetfulness... a great experience that I will savor for life :-)
10:07 AM : Barely half a kilometre from the Raheja Mindspace entrance, I felt something slipping out of my right trouser pocket. OMG, It was my cell phone!!! Oh no not again. I had earlier lost my Nokia 1100 in the same fashion, while riding my scooty from ashok pillar to K K Nagar in Chennai. But this was Samsung U600, worth 13k bucks when I bought it about 2 years back. Well, frantically traced back the route in the "wrong side" of the road ( well riding wrong side is quite common here, and you don't feel its an offence). Once twice thrice the search went on, since its a highway I could not get any public phone to check if the phone is still alive. I found a traffic constable, went to him and asked "Sir, do you have a cell phone, my phone slipped from my pocket and I want to see if it is working still", blank stare was what I got as a reply. I repeated again, still no reply, I went the third time, he mouthed "meeku telugu ochindha?" (Can you speak telugu?). Kadavule kapathuda, and blabbered something in telugu I knew and he called my number and informed its ringing.
Mind relaxed a bit, and a picture of what all I did in the morning went before my eyes.
9.35 AM : Had a good shower and was getting myself ready to office, when my phone started singing the Chennai Super Kings theme song, it was Ramesh, my school friend, working ( rather in traiiiinnnnning) with Infosys, in Mysore. Just to remind about the train ticket which I need to book for his friend. Kept the phone on the top of the fridge, had water, prayed, dressed up and was all set to leave.
10:30 AM : A sudden flash occurred!! Hey, did I really take the phone at all!! I prayed that I should not have, but again I never leave to office, without ID, phone and purse. "Oh god, please I should have forgotten it at home, I will offer a coconut, if so". Prayers, thoughts, tension and finally I decided to turn back and check if its there at home. Heart beats were heavy, cos this is not the first time I am losing a phone, its going to be the third time, will I be third time lucky???
The speedo touched 85 KMPH, the Honda stunner was really stunning, with its stability in that speed for a 125 CC bike, really amazing.
10:45 AM : Reached my house and ran to the door, unlocked it, didn't bother to remove my shoes. My mind, body, soul all went towards the kitchen, took a glance at the top of the fridge.
Thank god, the black shiny, slim( unlike me :-) ) U600 was there, smiling at me!!!
What a start to the day.. I did almost 50 km in one hour and reached office at about my usual time of 11.15 AM
Well, what can you call this, the height of forgetfulness... a great experience that I will savor for life :-)
Well, u call this heights of forgetfulness?? Then I can beat u hands down . :)
ReplyDeleteu become a director da.... oru chinna vishiyatha semmaya build up panni sollara
ReplyDeleteWell this is the height I could able to reach so far :-) and I guess you are venkatraman
ReplyDeleteOne Incident I remember vividly is I think it was during my 7th standard, Sainath ( now in UK), was residing in station road, mambalam, while I was in lake view road. It was around 7.30 PM, Sainath came to my house, and he had a baffled expression on his face. Enna da matter nu keta, he said, "dei I forgot da, for what I came here, wait I will go back and ask my mother and come back" !!! :-)
Now how's that for forgetfulness? :-)
@Laxman : dei build up dhan da vazhkaye :)
ReplyDeleteyetho padam patha effect. ur writing is very captivating. simple aana vishyam but padikum pothu athula oru thrill ah kondu vara. u ll go places man !! keep rocking..
ReplyDeleteDai Sainath matter dhaan ultimate da, u shud have mentioned it in the post machi ,, :),,
ReplyDeleteEnna macha adhukkulla children grandchildren aasai vandhirucha :) :).. konjam porumai thevai da vaazhkai la
@dana: dhoda... "captivating" lam konjam out of place madhiri dhan iruku :-) but anyways thanks a lot
ReplyDelete@Balaji: sainath ah over damage panna vendam nu dhan da :-), this is just one example.. i have plenty more abt him :-)
dei i have also said "if at all i get married", u conveniently leave that while reading is it?