The ongoing week was really really bad for me. Faced defeat everywhere, totally disgusted with my state, one can say I was totally absent minded till morning, but one thing that really made me happy this week was something that I would like to share with you that happened today.
Monday to Thursday, I met in accident as much as 3 times, all being minor of which few bruises are still felt by me. Life was nevr so hard and harsh on me, being neglected at many places. Hope no one face such a fall in life.
Nothings going right until today morning, there was something that made me feel that the bad time I am having is passing by. I work at bandra, so I normally board a train of 8.42 from kanjurmarg, as usual I was sad and thinking about how the universe evolved and all. I reached dadar central line by 9.18 I normally switch to the western line from central to reach my destination bandra. It was a normal day, where in there was moderate crowd at the platform. I had my head phones on which is my best friend, and my phone in my hand and I carry a bag which is very small and light weighted.
Its 9.25, a train arrives on platform no. 3 destined to go virar, I get in the train rushing and pushing everyone. I felt as if I won some battle once I entered the train. With the high thumping music going on, I coudn't realize people were shouting or chanting something.
Now its 9.34, i'm approaching bandra station, suddenly I get a feeling that i'm a bit lighter then everyday. Here comes the point when I realize that the light small bag that I was carrying is no more with me.
I went pale white, I quickly turned around and shouted loudly "KISI NE MERA BAG DEKHA, MESSI KA PHOTO THA USS BAG PE" I swear not even a single guy knew who messi was, but they replied me back saying that, was the bag having threads and was it small, to my excitement I said yes, I dualy thought that they mite be having my bag and will return the bag back to me. But one guy replied me back saying that a bag accidentally came in my hand and he chanted ki "KISKA BAG HAI BHAI?"
On no response he thought it was someone else's bag who was getting down and so he threw the bag on station. The first reaction or word that came to my mind after hearing his story was "IDIOT GUY". I swear no one would have dared to touch my bag in fear of something suspicious to be present inside.
Now I was very much into a dilemma as to whether will I get my bag back or no? I was very much adamant to get my bag back, even if it would have taken me a whole day to search my bag at the station.
I reached bandra by 9.35 on platform no 4, and immediately board a fast train from bandra to dadar, in between bandra to dadar the train stopped twice, I started cursing my bad luck which was following me since past 4 days, one side praying to god, other side calling my friends who normally come late boarding a train from dadar. None of them responded, getting frustrated as time was passing by and putting the blame on god for all that happened and that was happening during this week. Frankly speaking I lost hopes of getting back my bag. It was 9.40 and I gave up hopes that ill reach office also on time.
I reached dadar at 9.42 and the 1st thing that I did was that I went to the same place where I got in the train and announced in public loudly that "KISI NE MERA BAG DEKHA? CHOTA SA HAI AND MESSI KA PHOTO HAI USPE". To my rescue one elderly person told me that one guy working at the station took it with him and he was wearing a khakhee. I immediately ran towards the stalls on the station and I met a guy at the stall wearing a khakhee, I asked him that did u get a small bag and he was like YES, I was like "GOD BLESS U SIR". He took me to the station manager's cabin, and there I was asked to explain as to how my bag looks like. I explained it, and then he immediately handed me the bag. I was very happy, trust me that the guy did a fabulous job, cause nowadays even if a wallet is lost we can never expect to get it back. My bag had a charger, my wallet which had some money and my driving license and few important documents.
All I can say thank you DOST, u seriously saved me from getting heck of a scolding from my parents. U could have removed the wallet, or u could have yourself kept the bag, but humanity still is present and truly dwells in your boss
May u have a great life, and god does keep you happy, and thanks to the few people who were involved in this rescue.
Even I would have done the same if I was in that guys place, but there are many who wouldn't have done what I and that guy would have done. One more thing is that I reached office late, but the happiness was much more that it dint effect me
One thing that is sure about good and bad times, that it will pass by :-)
The next time I meet u i'll call you HERO softly in my mind
Maybe this may be a small thing to others, but only I can understand this great feeling of something being returned when there was no hopes of it being returned.
God bless you sirjee Tc!
