Me, Myself and Lavanya

Yesterday we met in the evening at 7pm, after a long gap. Spent some time in the same park in BTM 2nd stage. Left at about 9:20pm. Both of us were very happy meeting after a long time. I left her near Swadista Aahar and returned to my pg as usually, still thinking about the nice evening. I was almost near my PG, when she called me crying from someone’s cell to tell me that a person snatched away her purse exactly when she was about to enter her PG!! I was totally shocked! Couldn’t speak for a few seconds. She was crying and asking me to come and help her. I was also feeling like crying. I dont know why God punishes her and hurts her so badly in every way.

The place where she stays is just beside a busy main road. It was not even 9:30pm at that time. Both of us just got our salary. She had made so many plans to buy a few salwars, pay her credit card dues etc. God sent a bastard from somewhere this unfateful night to spoil her plans. My baby was smiling and was very happy when I was returning to PG. The next moment she was crying out desperately. She came running on the streets and hugged me and cried more after I ran and reached near her PG….

The SOB not only took away her purse, he pushed my baby on to the streets and she was hurt, bleeding at her elbows, knees and her palms were scratched. I felt like killing the bastard, but neither she nor anyone nearby had any clue about what had happened there! That was so fucking strange!! That stretch of the road was a bit dark, usually a armed cop would be there, but yesterday no one was present. The connecting road was also almost free for anyone with a bike to easily escape. He was wearing a helmet and a black jacket. We had no other information. She had everything in the purse starting from her debit, credit cards, company badge, her cell phone, a chocolate she had got as a gift from her office. Everything was gone.

Instantly we went to a nearby cyber cafe and transferred her whole salary to my debit card. Then we tried calling Citibank to block the credit card, but the buggers didnt receive the calls. Finally, after I reached office I blocked it online.

After coming out of the cafe, we went to Madiwala Police Station to lodge an FIR. It was needed to block her mobile SIM. The SOBs there said BTM 2nd stage is not under their jurisdiction and dropped us at Mico Layout Police Station, nearby BTM layout. By the time the FIR was filed it was almost mid-night. The police vans dropped both of us at our places. Her room-mates dressed her wounds, made her take dinner and were awake till she slept. Nearly, at 3am she went to sleep. By 5am I got my first break at office and called her room-mates cell, to talk to her. She was still not able to stop crying. Anyhow, I asked her sleep peacefully. Luckily her salary and card are safe. But, the bastard took away my baby’s cell. She bought it just 2 months back and loved it a lot. The SOB who did this will die like a diseased street dog is crushed by a speeding truck on a highway.

I can’t think of a single reason God has to create such animals in this nasty world….

Anyways, my baby is safe now…