I have lost track of the number of times, that I had forgotten my phone in one or the other place and some good soul has returned it back to me. This generally has happened in a private space like college, office etc. I generally tend to forget my phone in wash rooms and realize it after many hours and then I have to run helter skelter to find it. But losing mobile phone in public space is futile and you rarely get in back in a place like India. Larger the crowd, smaller the chance of finding lost things.
So this is the story of our final year college trip to Kerala back in 2008. It was fun to experience Munnar, Vegaland, Cochin, party boats etc. So on the last day, the last stop was a beach. I am not sure of its name, it was almost sunset and I was totally exhausted after the long trip, so was sitting in the bus and did not intend to go out. Finally on someone’s instance I went out to catch some fresh air. We clicked a few pictures and I was enjoying the breeze. After some while, my friend Suchi came running to me saying that my mom called. I was surprised as my mom would call me first and not my friend. She wouldn’t bother others and had faith that I would call her whenever I am out. So I took the call and first thing my mom asked was – Where is your mobile? I was shocked. I told her it must be in the bag. She asked me again. I was totally confused. I was sure I had not taken my mobile out. She told me that she got a call from my mobile saying that it was fallen in the beach of Kerala. So she asked me Where was I now?? Luckily I was still at the beach. I was still too confused as to how am I supposed to find the person and my mobile. I called my phone from my friend’s mobile and that fellow picked the call. He was standing a few meters away from me. He waved his hand and I finally found him and my mobile. He told me, the mobile was lying in the sand and he dialed the first contact that I had stored as Amma. I was still wondering how did the mobile land up in that place and the only way I feel that it must have fallen from my trouser pocket as I dont remember taking it out in the beach. I thanked him with all my heart and returned back embarrassed about my carelessness. God bless that noble soul. Wherever you are I hope you have experienced much more goodness in return.
So you may think, that I have become much evolved after that incident. That is not true. I do constantly keep a check when I travel (once in a while). It is not that I am careless, certain situations make you lose your conscious alert self that leads to you in doing such mistakes. Such less alert situations are looked for by people who rob or steal. I have lost many such things and not found them back. But the situations like these leave an impact on you. So I wanted to share them.
Let me know if you have some experience where people have been kind to return your stuff. I have many more incidents to recite.
Till Then.. Keep spreading kindness 🙂
My favourite Ratt Mobile 😛
My experiences to cherish 