Lost.....and
found!
Finders,
they say, are keepers and losers weepers. But I have reason to believe
otherwise. Call it bad luck or carelessness, losing anything can be quite heart
rending. Finding what was lost is so exhilarating that the earlier agony will
be more than compensated. Also there is a peculiar law of justice that is at
work, which helps you when your loss is of that which belongs to you rightly!
I
remember 12 years ago, we were visiting friends and when we came out after 3
hours, were horrified to find our car missing. The house and our wardrobe keys
were in the dash–board and so was my husband’s Dock pass with his name and
address on it! Besides the loss of the car, the anxiety of the thief having
access to our flat and wardrobe,(especially my sarees!!) was unnerving.
Despite
a thorough search by the police they could not trace the missing car. Friends, in
their bid to console us, told us various incidents of people stealing cars and
driving them away to Nepal. We just gave up hope, changed the front door and
wardrobe locks and moaned our misfortune.
Just
as we had reconciled our self to the loss, the police traced the car ten days
later, parked before the suburban station. Not a thing was missing – expect the
dock pass and 30 paisa! Even the police could not believe our luck and the only
explanation I have for it is that Providence protects possessions bought of
sweat and toil.
Another
miracle incident is that of my friend’s son who had drawn two 10,000-rupee
bundles from the bank and was returning home. From the bus stop, as he was
walking homewards, one bundle fell and he did not notice it. Later, when he
discovered the loss, he was distraught and hastened to the police to whom he
reported the matter.
About
3 hours later, he was called to the police station where he was overjoyed to
find his missing money! It appears a scooterist had found the money and as he
picked it up, a cop passed by. The scooterist offered to split the money with
the cop for his silence! The cop was outraged, dragged the scooterist to the police
station and handed over the money! Wonders never cease!
The
most amusing story is that of our friend Ravi Nair. He had stuffed his black
pouch which he always carries, with the proceeds from the sale of his car. He
went to a department store to pick up some tinned fruit for his wife, met a
friend, got into a long conversation, left the pouch on the counter and went
home with tinned fruit.
Meanwhile
a customer saw the black pouch, looked at it with fear, whispered to the
salesman that it looked suspicious and fled. The store manager called the
police who brought in their explosive detector and diffuser. The counter was
cordoned off and a large crowd gathered around the store. Wild rumours of
terrorism circulated.
During
all this mayhem, Ravi Nair and his wife were hysterical. She shouted at him, he
shouted back and finally both agreed to try their luck and look for the pouch
in the department store. They landed just as the police dogs finished a jig
around the object. There was a great jubilation when the store keeper, the
police and the crowd, discovered the menacing black object was only a pouch
containing Rs.60,000/-!!
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