I
kept pondering about what to write here for the last few weeks.. Unlike
in everything else I do, I prefer being a perfectionist when it comes
to writing for my blog. I kept thinking about what should I put down
here that people would like and I struggled to reach NOTHING but this,
towards the end of my rigorous thinking exercise. I have thus decided to
write a recent incident that happened in my life, without bothering
about the size, content, language and other atrocities that it might
give birth to.
Well, this happened to me recently, on my way back from a trip... Being a forgetful person, I was sure I would've left behind something for strangers to discover this time as well. But what I, and for that instance, my parents had also not expected was that I would forget my passport! :O
But I did, I forgot my passport on my flight.. Probably one of the worst mistakes of my life! (Well, people did make me believe so). After trying to show off my wonderful Japanese visa to my boring companions, I must've dropped the passport while trying to entertain them with other things that my handbag carried! How foolish.. you all must be thinking? Well, think all you can. I expect and have been bearing all the taunts people toss at me following the narration of this incident! The worst part, I did not realize the mistake I had committed and would have been ignorant of it, hadn't been for my father who asked me to produce my passport as soon as I entered my home.
Lucky am I, to have wonderful parents and yet more wonderful luck! The former, for not showering me with scoldings right away and the latter because I was informed I am getting my passport back the very next day. Yes, I am a lucky bitch! (As people would call it). You might be wondering how all of this is related to the heading I gave this post, right? It so happened that the cleaner who found my passport handed it to an Air hostess. The gracious lady happened to belong to Rajkot, which happens to be my dwelling place. And what could be termed as "being lucky" just got luckier! Her cousin was a teacher at my school! Not going into the details of my telephonic conversation with her, I'll take a leap to the end of our conversation. She asked me to mail three documents to the airline's official mail ID and no sooner did I do that, she dispatched my passport. In the next 24 hours, my passport traveled from her to her brother and then to me! And now, I am able to show off my wonderful Japanese visa to people again! :P
An unexpected, memorable and positive punishment for a stupid, silly and never-to-be-forgiven mistake, isn't it? Now then, don't you agree as well that it's a small world after all? ;)
Well, this happened to me recently, on my way back from a trip... Being a forgetful person, I was sure I would've left behind something for strangers to discover this time as well. But what I, and for that instance, my parents had also not expected was that I would forget my passport! :O
But I did, I forgot my passport on my flight.. Probably one of the worst mistakes of my life! (Well, people did make me believe so). After trying to show off my wonderful Japanese visa to my boring companions, I must've dropped the passport while trying to entertain them with other things that my handbag carried! How foolish.. you all must be thinking? Well, think all you can. I expect and have been bearing all the taunts people toss at me following the narration of this incident! The worst part, I did not realize the mistake I had committed and would have been ignorant of it, hadn't been for my father who asked me to produce my passport as soon as I entered my home.
Lucky am I, to have wonderful parents and yet more wonderful luck! The former, for not showering me with scoldings right away and the latter because I was informed I am getting my passport back the very next day. Yes, I am a lucky bitch! (As people would call it). You might be wondering how all of this is related to the heading I gave this post, right? It so happened that the cleaner who found my passport handed it to an Air hostess. The gracious lady happened to belong to Rajkot, which happens to be my dwelling place. And what could be termed as "being lucky" just got luckier! Her cousin was a teacher at my school! Not going into the details of my telephonic conversation with her, I'll take a leap to the end of our conversation. She asked me to mail three documents to the airline's official mail ID and no sooner did I do that, she dispatched my passport. In the next 24 hours, my passport traveled from her to her brother and then to me! And now, I am able to show off my wonderful Japanese visa to people again! :P
An unexpected, memorable and positive punishment for a stupid, silly and never-to-be-forgiven mistake, isn't it? Now then, don't you agree as well that it's a small world after all? ;)