So should I start with the good or the bad news? I think I should start with the bad so that this post ends on a happy note 🙂
Last evening, which was the eve before Eid… I LOST my phone.
And it’s no ordinary phone, it was the brand new Samsung Galaxy S4 gifted to me by my parents just a couple of months ago. I don’t know how it happened but it happened while I was out and realized about it being missing when I returned home. Searched everywhere around and about, kept calling on it too and it was ringing but there was no sign anywhere. After half an hour later of continuous calling, someone picked up the call from my phone finally just for a second .. and Then.. disconnected and switched it off. =|
Stolen : Confirmed.
And like how common sense would say, once someone switches off your phone then he/she has NO intention of returning it back to you. And there are rarely things like goodwill or kindness in such cases. And miracles RARELY happen.
I had been feeling so miserable and unable to feel the Eid festivity since then. Ashamed of being such a disappointment to my parents for being so careless, I couldn’t help but beat myself up over it. It was just a phone but of a great sentimental value (plus with its awesome 13 mp camera I didn’t feel the need of carrying around DSLR camera) Truly a “Life Companion“. But after hours of contemplation I came to realize, it’s not like I lost my loved ones (God Forbid) that I’m so depressed about. Maybe it’s God’s way of making me see and realize there are much valuable things in life we often overlook. So I pulled myself together and went ahead in helping Mum out with Eid foodie prep.
But I hadn’t given up completely. I did a very thorough research on tracking lost/stolen phones later that night and regretted I should have done this way before while I still had my phone as a precautionary measure.
But what’s the point realizing about that now, right?
Wrong! And I will tell you why soon.
Later this evening, which is the day after my phone was stolen.. Someone magically appeared at my door. And guess what? To my surprise, my phone was returned! Not safe and sound though. Its amazing OLED screen is so heartlessly smashed, so I can’t view anything on it, the rest seems to be working fine. Dad says he will try to get the screen replaced, but let’s see.
Had I given up and not been consistently trying to track my phone down, that “someone” who got hold of my cellphone had no intention of returning it back and was easily getting away with it.
I’m no tech-savvy, but through my experience whatever useful information I gathered and learned in my study, I will definitely share in one of my upcoming posts and who knows I might help someone out that way. 🙂
This Eid taught me so many good lessons but the most important of which is:
What’s taken away from you, was never yours.. If it’s meant to be, by God’s will it’s going to be returned to you.. What matters more is to cherish what’s still with you!
With that note… A VERY Happy Eid to all of you! 🙂 🙂 🙂