Lost and Found v2.0

Yes, it happened.

And No, I am not proud of it.

But, yea, it was fun. And cute.

Following the lousy day of Valentines, I badly wanted to set things right, atleast to some extent and hence asked to catch up. Fast forwarding the fuss that happened to make this happen, S picked me up and we rode to the Marina, the adda of solace.

We were cozily placed on the bed of sands. It was rather a long series of cajole, contend and consolation. And that's when it happened - As a matter of habit, I removed my ring, only to put it on back immediately. In a jiffy, it simply slipped. On the sand.

I sat frozen, for I did not want the sands to gulp my ring off. S, as reflex grabbed the nearby phone and switched on the torch. Believe me, that is all happened. Nobody moved, no coordinates changed. Yet, the ring was nowhere to be seen.

I tried enacting the scene over and over again, to locate the possible point of drop. In vain.

If there was something that S ever told me during the search - "Dont move !"

At a point, he was all anxious, looking for the ring in that small diameter of a place, also not wanting to disturb the sands much and I started hearing funny voices in my head, couldn't help but smile. Also coz, I had nothing to do other than - not move !

It was actually like watching a magic show, back in school - when you drop something into the hat, but the hat remains absolutely empty. After much of a struggle, he found it a little deep into the sand, guess it had fallen on its circumference.

Sigh !

Yea, and the fun/ cute part - he offered to slip it on ! *eeeeee*

Dinner Date with P

It was supposed to be an usual dinner date with P.

Its been over a week S and I met, due to friend's wedding last weekend. And yesterday he had come all the way till home and left even without telling me about it. God knows why?!! So I had asked him if we can catch up today. To my surprise, it was an instant YES !

Then things changed.

That's when I thought he can also accompany for dinner as P has always been asking for one. We headed to Bombay Brasserie, Nungambakkam, a long time on-the-list place.

It was indeed a nice one. Food was fab. Ambience was great. S was nice. P was cool. They spoke. No awkward silences.

Yaaaaaaay !!! Also, S took the cheque. Guess, anything more will be too much to ask for.

Surprisingly, SR dropped in on us, coz they were dining in the restaurant's patio for a birthday dinner. The could never get any better could it? *touchwood*

And, here's what P has gotta say -

Hopes !

Lost and Found

Lost and Found what? - The Ring !

Yea, that's right - The Ring !

Did I? Na ! S did !

I was appalled at his cool, when he simply drove me to the shop to get another one and that's when I knew it's missing. He claimed that he couldn't find it since Monday morning. How could that happen?

I mean, we were actually looking at it the previous evening. It definitely should be somewhere in his bed or so. In his home, some place. It's a ring, it could be just anywhere. But he simply wouldn't listen. He kept repeating that he had looked around multiple times, including the places we visited on previous day, with no luck.

S was pretty sure he needed a ring. Isn't it horrendous? Ofcos, he can afford another ring. Luckily they, at the store, also had a similar one. But that's not the point. I don't want him to keep losing and getting stuffs he cannot/ does not actually care about. Except for the fact that the ring carries my name, I really don't mind him wearing or not wearing it.

The best I could do was to make him take another day to look around before he actually buys another ring.

Two days went by and we hadn't spoken. I was still mad at him for obvious reasons. But then I had to know what he did for the ring. That's when I came to know that it was in his pant pocket all the way.

God bless !!