I am sure, each one of us would have encountered a situation atleast once in our lifetime, when you find something you lost a while back! You might have searched for it like crazy and found it or left hope of finding it at all and all of sudden one day you find - just like that.
That feeling of finding something you lost - is that plain happiness you can't explain.
I don't lose things; almost never. So when, even once in a blue moon, I do lose something; it troubles me a lot; like a lot!! It's not the money that I care for; It's most of the time; an ego of how can I misplace or lose something; or otherwise sadness of losing something invaluable like an old photo or old letter ; so on.
Today was one such day.
I went to gas station, swiped my card and very confidently placed the wallet on the front hood of my jeep tucked under the wiper's base on the driver's side. Filled the gas, boarded my Jeep, and drove off. While placing the wallet on the hood; I remember murmuring to myself, that I might forget to pick it up; but I ignored that feeling (the sixth sense they call; when your other five don't really work well).
I took a right turn to merge into the road and another right turn to merge into the freeway and vroom; I sped on the highway for 6 miles; took an exit and drove for another 3 miles to stop at a service station; to get my tires checked.
I just pulled over into the parking lot when it struck to me like a lightening. I dint even have to check my handbag; that very moment I cursed a few words and quickly called a friend; asked him if he could stop by the 711 gas station and just look around for a small blue wallet (it was a small sky blue Fossil one fold wallet; the size of like the ones guys carry in their pocket). And I turned around heading back at full speed and reached gas station in around 10-12 mins.
We could not find it. I checked at the counter as well, to see if someone returned it to them; but nope.
I walked along the road side till it merged to freeway; could not find it and walked back sad.
It was my wallet and how could I be so careless!!! It had 3 cards of US banks (2 credit and 1 debit); I debit card of Indian bank; my driver's license, my insurance cards and some cash. The cards dint bother me; I called the banks and got all of them blocked.
What bothered me was loss of my DL; since it was a photo ID with critical data like Name, DOB and Address. But more than that was the old black & white Passport size photos of my Dad and Mom; and stamp size childhood photo of my sister and me. They were single copy photos that I had dug from old albums and files of my dad. I did not even have a soft copy of them. I felt very sad. I just thought this couldn't happen to me. But after a while I was like, it's okay, not a big deal; I was feeling bad; but what's lost is lost right!
Then one of my friend calls me and asks; do you want to go another round and search; maybe drive on the freeway and see. I was like we can; but no hope of finding it. How could you find something on a freeway of 6 lanes; where cars speed at 80-90 mph? It was impossible. But yeah, no harm in giving it a try.
My friend and I; scanned the inner roads and sidewalks again; the section that touches freeway; but couldn't find anything. Then he said; let's drive the same way you did; in the same lanes; and just look around; if it's somewhere on the freeway.
Crazy? Cars are brushing past you at 70-80 mph; you are yourself at 60 mph; and we are trying to find a small blue colored wallet lying somewhere on the roads maybe.
Anyway, I put on my glasses and got ready to scan the lanes.
And within a minute of merging into the freeway while in mid-lane; I screamed saying I think I saw it. On the left curb of the road. My friend asked are you sure; and I was like I am close to 80% sure; but I don't know. I had caught a glimpse of it for a fraction of second; so it could be; it could not be.
He took the next exit; and we turned around to hit the freeway again; and he drove on the left most curb with panic lights on.
Adventurous? We are on the left curb of the freeway; bordering the leftmost lane where vehicles with highest speed travel; they are driving at 80-90 mph; and we are driving in that narrow curb at may be 15 mph. And we don't find it!
Sad, we merge into the freeway, and continue to look. My friend says; let's give it one more shot; let's turnaround and look at the same place where you felt you saw it.
We come back, and this time we don't drive on the curb; instead we drive relatively slow at 50-55 mph in the leftmost lane. We decided that we will pullover into the curb when we see something like it again; else will continue to drive back home.
And Voila!! There I see it again; something blue. We pullover into the curb. My friend gets down and walks few feet back ( I think almost 50 feet); he picks something up; he continues to look around and he heads back to the Jeep. The jeep is swaying with every vehicle passing by; and I was curious to know if he found it.
He waves the wallet to me and I was so happy that I can't express in words. I opened the wallet and saw that all the credit cards were gone; cash was gone. The wallet was damaged; it might have been run over atleast a few times.
But, miracle?? My DL, insurance cards, the photos and peacock feathers - my precious ones - were still there stuck in my wallet.
Luck?? That you find something like this on a busy freeway with 6 lanes.
Hope?? Even to feel that you saw a glimpse of this in freeway felt like a miracle; because a tiny wallet as this lying on the curb side to catch someone's attention driving at 60 mph's; is really something.
Inquisitiveness?? I almost gave up on this, but my friend's inquisitiveness, of saying let's give it a try; made us hit the freeway in first place.
Well, what started like a worst day; ended as one of the happening day of my life. Thanks to my friend!! Will be memorable for years to come!
-Sarita
Dated -4th December 2016
That feeling of finding something you lost - is that plain happiness you can't explain.
I don't lose things; almost never. So when, even once in a blue moon, I do lose something; it troubles me a lot; like a lot!! It's not the money that I care for; It's most of the time; an ego of how can I misplace or lose something; or otherwise sadness of losing something invaluable like an old photo or old letter ; so on.
Today was one such day.
I went to gas station, swiped my card and very confidently placed the wallet on the front hood of my jeep tucked under the wiper's base on the driver's side. Filled the gas, boarded my Jeep, and drove off. While placing the wallet on the hood; I remember murmuring to myself, that I might forget to pick it up; but I ignored that feeling (the sixth sense they call; when your other five don't really work well).
I took a right turn to merge into the road and another right turn to merge into the freeway and vroom; I sped on the highway for 6 miles; took an exit and drove for another 3 miles to stop at a service station; to get my tires checked.
I just pulled over into the parking lot when it struck to me like a lightening. I dint even have to check my handbag; that very moment I cursed a few words and quickly called a friend; asked him if he could stop by the 711 gas station and just look around for a small blue wallet (it was a small sky blue Fossil one fold wallet; the size of like the ones guys carry in their pocket). And I turned around heading back at full speed and reached gas station in around 10-12 mins.
We could not find it. I checked at the counter as well, to see if someone returned it to them; but nope.
I walked along the road side till it merged to freeway; could not find it and walked back sad.
It was my wallet and how could I be so careless!!! It had 3 cards of US banks (2 credit and 1 debit); I debit card of Indian bank; my driver's license, my insurance cards and some cash. The cards dint bother me; I called the banks and got all of them blocked.
What bothered me was loss of my DL; since it was a photo ID with critical data like Name, DOB and Address. But more than that was the old black & white Passport size photos of my Dad and Mom; and stamp size childhood photo of my sister and me. They were single copy photos that I had dug from old albums and files of my dad. I did not even have a soft copy of them. I felt very sad. I just thought this couldn't happen to me. But after a while I was like, it's okay, not a big deal; I was feeling bad; but what's lost is lost right!
Then one of my friend calls me and asks; do you want to go another round and search; maybe drive on the freeway and see. I was like we can; but no hope of finding it. How could you find something on a freeway of 6 lanes; where cars speed at 80-90 mph? It was impossible. But yeah, no harm in giving it a try.
My friend and I; scanned the inner roads and sidewalks again; the section that touches freeway; but couldn't find anything. Then he said; let's drive the same way you did; in the same lanes; and just look around; if it's somewhere on the freeway.
Crazy? Cars are brushing past you at 70-80 mph; you are yourself at 60 mph; and we are trying to find a small blue colored wallet lying somewhere on the roads maybe.
Anyway, I put on my glasses and got ready to scan the lanes.
And within a minute of merging into the freeway while in mid-lane; I screamed saying I think I saw it. On the left curb of the road. My friend asked are you sure; and I was like I am close to 80% sure; but I don't know. I had caught a glimpse of it for a fraction of second; so it could be; it could not be.
He took the next exit; and we turned around to hit the freeway again; and he drove on the left most curb with panic lights on.
Adventurous? We are on the left curb of the freeway; bordering the leftmost lane where vehicles with highest speed travel; they are driving at 80-90 mph; and we are driving in that narrow curb at may be 15 mph. And we don't find it!
Sad, we merge into the freeway, and continue to look. My friend says; let's give it one more shot; let's turnaround and look at the same place where you felt you saw it.
We come back, and this time we don't drive on the curb; instead we drive relatively slow at 50-55 mph in the leftmost lane. We decided that we will pullover into the curb when we see something like it again; else will continue to drive back home.
And Voila!! There I see it again; something blue. We pullover into the curb. My friend gets down and walks few feet back ( I think almost 50 feet); he picks something up; he continues to look around and he heads back to the Jeep. The jeep is swaying with every vehicle passing by; and I was curious to know if he found it.
He waves the wallet to me and I was so happy that I can't express in words. I opened the wallet and saw that all the credit cards were gone; cash was gone. The wallet was damaged; it might have been run over atleast a few times.
Luck?? That you find something like this on a busy freeway with 6 lanes.
Hope?? Even to feel that you saw a glimpse of this in freeway felt like a miracle; because a tiny wallet as this lying on the curb side to catch someone's attention driving at 60 mph's; is really something.
Inquisitiveness?? I almost gave up on this, but my friend's inquisitiveness, of saying let's give it a try; made us hit the freeway in first place.
Well, what started like a worst day; ended as one of the happening day of my life. Thanks to my friend!! Will be memorable for years to come!
-Sarita
Dated -4th December 2016
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