things have been going wrong with me for quite a while now…i think right since early 08, and when my purse got pick pocketed in a very crowded metro yesterday evening around 8, i had finally had enough. i somehow got back to kalyani, told my mother the news (who of course wasn’t happy, but wasn’t half as furious as she deserved to be, either), blocked my ATM card, and then started ruing my loss. i didn’t care much for the money which was there (which was quite a lot, incidentally). i was ruing the loss of some items with a rather large amount of sentimental value. they included :
1. my old hdfc atm card. the account is now defunct but i used to hold it jointly with dad.
2. lots of business cards, some from pune, mumbai, chennai and delhi, most irreplaceable.
3. my 2nd year ID card from FC.
4. All of Mother’s blessings and quite a few of Sri Aurobindo’s messages, which i had received in class XII, and during my two pondy trips.
5. a really tattered piece of paper, in which my friend sarathy had outlined the routemap and the howto for getting to pondy from pune. way back in 05.
6. the original cover of samya’s hybrid theory cassette.
7. a torn Rs. 5 note which dates back to class 12, and an incident involving samya and me.
all these had absolutely zero value, monetarily. but they was irreplaceable. there was also my ID card of Kalyani and my BCL card. which now brings us to today’s events.
Sometime after 1 in the afternoon today, i get a call from BCL. They ask me whether I have lost my card, and I reply yes, fearing the worst. The news which comes after that surprises me. They say that the card has been found by someone who had then called them up, and would i please contact the person? and they pass on his number. heart quivering, i call the number up. The person who picks up says that he’s found my purse on the dumdum railway tracks, and that it had no money in it save a torn 5 rupee note. he adds that i can come down to dumdum station around 4 and collect it. which i did.
nothing but the cash was taken. not even either of my ATM cards, the functional AND the dysfunctional…this was way beyond anything i might have hoped for. i had given the purse up for lost…and all its contents…which included some with real deep ties to my school and college life. but i found it….
which gives me a glimmer of hope. maybe all is not lost. this is one of the few positive things to have happened to me in a long, long time…and maybe i can build on this. keep making my own luck like i used to before.
maybe, just maybe…lets see….
