some mother-fluckin a**hole whisked my mobile from my desk on monday. may he rot in hell.
that i have lost all my numbers doesn’t hurt me so much , as much as the loss of the photographs i had in it . the holi snaps most of all .
and i cant shrug the feeling of being violated ( cant think of any better word ) , i mean they were personal photographs . no not the shaheed kareena types ( 4yrs in marriage , you still think ! ) but generally . they were for my eyes only; or the eyes of the ones whom i permitted .
now some jerk is looking at them . the feeling is horrible.
nish cheers me up by saying now i can buy the set i was eyeing for a long time now . *sniff* it is not the same, yaar . it was with me for an year now. what about those saved messages *sniff*
jhoom says that it had to happen . one cant just NOT loose his/ her mobile in their lifetime . good that i lost an old one , it cud have been a brand new one. ya may be. law of averages had to come to play when i hadn’t downloaded chubby’s photograph yet. it sucks !
my colleague says it has never happened in the office ever . i am the first . ok smart ass , gimme a prize then; and stop gloating .hope someone steals urs too.
my boss says grow up .its only a mobile ; that he has lost 11 . so were you the same chilled one when you lost ur first one. i wud be as cool when i lose my 11th too ( tho i hope i dont *ouchwood* )
what else astonishesme is no one in the office seems to bother, that something was stolen from the so called secured environment. it was pinched from my desk for christ’s sake.
i know there are bigger problems on the earth . with other people. people have lost more.
yet dont tell me it is not a big thing. it happens all the time . it happened for the first time with me . and it is a big deal .
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and on better note –
am going to delhi for a couple of days on monday ; for a training.
will stay with jhoom ; and hope to have some fun in spite of her exams .
so see you when i am back .
take care, people and don’t loose your mobiles. it hurts.

“One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter.” so i intend to write the words. again . here. with honesty. for myself.
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