The end of another semester! Finally the day came, after 4 months 2 days and some x hours to return home from the extremities of life at NIT DGP. I was waiting for that day eagerly and when the day came, it was no big deal for me to pack my bags and head for home. I knew how everything would turn out to be. I knew that carrying my heavy luggage wouldn't be a piece of cake, and the Black Diamond express at Durgapur Railway Station won't wait for me long enough to put my trolley inside the coach, and i won't be having good dinner nor would be having a good night sleep.And after returning home, my mother would be appalled to see me become thinner than i was during winter vacation and will start feeding me, correction.,she would literally stuff food items into my mouth till my stomach aches and wouldn't take a NO!Mothers! What else can we say?!
BUT as we know, life always has something in store for us! It always amuses us in every single way. Life's a bitch!
We safely reached Howrah Station from where we proceeded towards the Food Plaza, the restaurant at the railway station which serves food tasting like saw dust; which we can't avoid but eat 'coz there's no other alternative. Of course the food tasted like crap; but when you are with friends, you just eat it as if its a strawberry short cake(not that i like strawberry cakes!). Now what can we say about that? Friends they are! Always there to make things easier.
So we walked out of the restaurant, to get some cool drink to help our stomachs digest that uncooked rice. At last , i thought---
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hmmm.....well,this wasn't as bad as i thought. its really going good. i might even enjoy my summer vacation not feeling lonely and bored"
Now life has no intentions to let me remain in comfort zone. So it just flashed a thought into my head. My head asked as in reciprocation-
"
hey! mom and dad didn't call. Seems like they are getting in the drift of not irking me with their frequent phone calls.Thank God, they are not freaking out! Seems like Today's the day!............
and then
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shit!
Where the heck is my phone!
Did i keep it somewhere else?Did i give it to Sravani or NVM? Or maybe i kept it in my bag.
I searched for my mobile frantically and asked people if they have seen it. And the result was negative.
Now i know the obvious reactions from my family.Mom's gonna worry even more thinking about my safety, dad's gonna say,"don't worry dear! i will get you another mobile, but just reach home safely".And my brother, he's gonna laugh about it.So, thanks a ton,dear life. You really made my day!
Friends came to my rescue when my face looked like a burnt potato after losing my favorite mobile. Sravani and NVM suggested lodging a complaint in the Railway Police Station would at least decrease the damage that's done. I considered that, not for regaining my lost mobile, but to have a look how police station will be like in reality.(i know...i was thinking of a little adventure or may i say, an experience after having lost something.Really,nothing can be done with me :P)
So, this police station i told you about wasn't a big one actually! Didn't have goddamn cells for thieves! Damn, i expected more from a police station! I couldn't stop my excitement after seeing a constable with his rifle standing at the door. I was trying to stifle my laughter. But was in vain. Oh, why was i laughing? I was actually having a big gag in my mind about the way things turned out. Just few moments back i thought its all cool and now here i was , heading into a police station! Really, this is not a game, this is LIFE.
I am sure that the head constable who was taking complaint of another victim who lost his cell phone was amused to look at us girls, with smiles on our faces. We went inside and sat on that old wooden bench and was waiting for our turn to speak up and surveying the whole place as if its a Buckingham Palace!The Police Inspector was busy talking on
phone(now this phone's age could be more than mine)looking at which i had this severe urge to just touch it and make a call from it and feel the ecstasy of using it. But i did control it and thought i should make my face look sad for they aren't gonna believe me if i was smiling enthusiastically and say "Sir! I lost my phone. lol. hahaha!!"
Not so convincing with happy face ain't it. So i waited for the man to put the antique phone down and told my story that i must've lost my phone in Food Plaza. Now this big man gave me a big lecture on how to take care of our belongings in a railway station and blah blah blah! At last , after it felt like eternity, he handed me a piece of complaint paper or as they say FIR to fill in the details. Neither he nor was i sure of its recovery, but still, i gave my mom's contact number. That done , we came out of Police Station like some heroes who accomplished something, and my burnt potato face became a cheery mango face.
I wouldn't have liked it when everything was okay! There has to be something to drive you. To make you feel things. To let you acknowledge the importance of certain things. I don't say that i really enjoyed losing my mobile to someone at a railway station. All i say is,
Yes! I lost my phone! But i learnt a lesson. And i understand the significance of it.
And yeah, by the way.....LIFE'S NEVER PREDICTABLE
P.S.: The rest of the journey was comfortable except for few annoying things which are common. And i gave my friends' phone numbers to my mom so she could sleep peacefully and not freak out about my journey. And man! that was a big mistake.
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