My New Cell

I have been proud of the fact that unlike many of my friends, I  had  never lost my cell phone until I got a call one evening.

I had gone to meet  my  client 15km from my town. On my way back,  I got a call  from a my vender asking me whether I  had lost  my mobile. I checked my handbag frantically, yes it was  missing, that too my  business cell.(usually I carry 2 cells )

I used my another personal cell to dial  my own number, and a boy who answered said I found your phone he said excitedly. He spoke with a strange accent - I have been trying to find you here, it was getting late so I decided to go home he gave me the address of a coffee shop.

 Next day I went to meet him I didn’t dare go alone so took my  husband  luckily he was in town at that time. I needn’t have bothered   much ,after driving 15km we got a petty coffee shop where we met a laborer called Shiva and his friends, migrate labors would hang out after work. Shiva did not own a cell phone himself,  so  i had to call my own number to locate him.

My fears were unfolded, Shiva was just a young boy who addressed me as  “akka” respectfully .How did you inform my vender  I asked Shiva he explained that  when he found my mobile on the road side where I have got down from my car I went to see outdoor location with one of my client)And  he had called me in my personal number to inform me.

I was totally delighted to get my phone back with all contacts messages and  pictures of my stage decorations  and my bridals  snaps, I could have lost it forever .I am so happy to get back my cell, which had a very sentimental value too  it was  a gift from my daughter:))

mama

u can like someone with all your heart for all the 
right reasons.