Thursday, December 02, 2004

Of robbers and thieves

A lot of sympathy came in for the lost phones. And a lot of stories on lost things were exchanged. Some really interesting.

One story goes... that this girl was walking home in the evening. Purse out, probably after paying someone or the other. There weren't too many people around. A bike comes from behind, snatches the purse and zooms off.

The girl showed quick presence of mind. Pen in hand she scribbled the numbers (smart girl probably had a good look at the bike's numberplate instead of the usual panicking we would have resorted to)!

Just then, another bike rides in from behind, snatches the paper (the same one she was noting the numbers on), a hand slaps her hard and revving up, they were gone in a cloud of dust!!

It all happened in less than a minute. All this in our very own Bandra of Sandra fame!

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Came here from Angel's blog. Nice blog you got here... :)

Mumbai, thankfully, treated me sooooo well when I was there this summer with a half-baked Hindi and an even less evolved sense of direction :)

~Atticus
http://theatticusdiaries.blogdrive.com

9:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jus saw your comment on my blog... Thanks for dropping by :)

~Atticus

9:21 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

Atticus: Thank you. Bombay is a good city. It has given me a lot. I guess I just need to be more careful (considering I have lost 3 phones by now!)!!

9:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey,thanks for gliding by my place =) yah caught me is some biggie situation. i guess when one is in such, words come out so naturally that one barely notices the nice rhythm of words. somehow letting it all out makes things lighter.

thanks for coming again. =) hugs for you and yours

angel
angelfloralscent.blogdrive.com

12:36 PM  
Blogger anumita said...

Angel: You sound like an amazing person. And you have certainly got the gift of carving in language. Like many others who must have told you, I can only say, times change... you have seen the worst and from here, it will just get better.
Keep writing. I can feel it healing you a little.
Hugs to you too.

2:50 PM  

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