Hell ya, I left out my cellphone!
It was just when I stepped out of my company’s cab that I realized I left out my cellphone on the back seat of the cab, right where I was sitting. Without wasting a single second, I turned back and started calling out for the driver. I tell you these cab drivers are so into the loud music of the purane-zamane-ke-songs (to which, atleast my generation’s response will be to doze off) and so they never keep their windows open. I kept yelling and running after my cab and at that moment I was of the thought that I would chase him and grab my close-to-heart device back. But I was no Akshay Kumar or some South Indian Star that I would chase that cab.
Half-way, I started panting, clueless what to do. I wanted to call and tell my people that I left my phone in the cab. How ironic! I paved my way towards my society. It was just a ten minutes brisk walk, but I don’t think I ever gave a thought on any damn thing for the whole 10 minutes. Thoughts of spending the night without the phone was killing me. I was feeling like my heart lost something which made it pump. I felt that change in my breath. It was getting heavier due to the fear of staying without my gadget. Like how could one not check the last text before closing their eyes?
When I stepped inside my flat, tears rolled down my cheeks, not because I wouldn’t have got my cellphone back, I would have indeed, but it was the nightmare I was thinking of, even before I could sleep. I skipped my dinner that night as I was not in any mood. Insane, isn’t it? I was upset and wondering about my cellphone, just then, I heard my roommate’s words “Arey, think of it in a positive way that you will sleep early tonight.” And trust me, you must get a good sleep after your hectic working hours else you don’t perform well the next day. She was right infact. I had ample time to utilize for my own-self. I finally started jotting down things of my introduction to the corporate world since day 1, which I’d prolonged. I, actually, found my inner conscience developing the peace I haven’t experienced before. Maintaining a personal diary, is a good habit.
It was all taciturn. Like usual days, I wasn’t listening to the songs plugging my earphones in. It felt calm. Minutes later, I was asleep with no thoughts peeping in. There was no text message to wake me up at the middle of my sleep, no single call to disturb my peace. The sleep-only a baby gets! The following morning, I realized that I didn’t need any alarms to wake me up. Only an office-person can understand this!
I read the novel ‘Oh Shit, Not Again!’ all the way till my office in the cab. (Now, this wasn’t the same one, where I missed my cellphone.) I completed 102 pages in mere an hour because I had no device to nudge me. I could just feel the breeze blowing away my hair off my face. But after all I was a 21st generation 21-aged-common-young-beautiful-lady! As soon as I stepped out of the cab, I rushed in to the transport desk and collected my phone. I heaved a sigh of relief and uttered, ‘Now, Not Again!’.