Gone are the days when I captured the shots of speakable expressions, gone are the days when I played music for my friends who wanted to hear a song just another time before the class started, gone are the days when I would look at someone smiling at me just reassuring me that everything is going to be alright and I will fix it. Yes, She's gone ! My beautiful N73 mobile.
While tears roll down my cheeks, I would narrate the story of her kidnap. She lay close to my heart for Shriram had bought it for me as a birthday present........5 months after my birthday. It was a beautiful day and I had awaited that evening. I named her She. She was of very sentimental value to me and i felt like Shriram was just lying in my hands and I can hold onto him forever until that hope was shattered like a crystal vase on the 28th of this month. After my practice at the college grounds for the cricket match for which my parents were really against, I had found that She was STOLEN by some ^%&*#@!*. I hated my college for allowing people to do stuff like that, not that they could do anything much, while I had lost Her.
I was yelled(because my friends could hear) by my mother on the phone. I have tried every way possible to get Her back, but realised that unless that %&*#&(#@ does not change his mind, there's no way She's coming back to me. I've lost Her for ever. I feel totally responsible for it. This is my last try thinking that the $%^&$& who stole Her would by some how mysteriously come across my blog and read it.
This is to the $#%!$#&^* who stole Her:
SHE WILL NOT STAY WITH YOU. SHE'S EITHER MINE OR NOBODY'S !! THOU SHALL PUNISH FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.
While I did try out one other possible way of putting in the Almighty's hands for i had a dealing with Him that I would climb the 3000 fleet of steps to see him within a year if He helps in getting my mobile back. My dad was more angry than me for he told me to go to the Kali temple and curse the *(@#$~@# who stole Her. Somehow(surprisingly), I couldn't do that and I prayed that nobody should fall into my situation. I was ashamed to tell people that She was stolen. She was my responsibilty and I was to take care of Her. I still haven't given up.
Now, all I can wish for is HOPE !!!
I want to climb the 3000 steps.
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