Adventures of the missing phone....

Scene 1:
One fine morning, a group of us go to one of the usual 'Sagar's in Bangalore to have breakfast…
I get a call, and after attending it, place my cellphone on the table, next to my plate…Then I am engrossed in thinking about my plans for the evening..We all leave together for office, and I leave my cell phone behind…

After 15 minutes, realization dawns that my phone is missing… I ask my friend to call my number from his mobile.. Some person picks up the phone and starts talking in kannada.. We don’t understand what he says…We give it to our driver, and he speaks to him… He finds out that the person is a milkman and he happened to get hold of the phone lying in the hotel, and he took it with him, so that he didn’t want anyone to steal it… He said he was standing near Wipro e-city gate.. And can be identified with a milk can in his cycle.. Highly relieved, we rushed to the spot, and there he was, the phone saving 'paalkaaran'.. :) Thanked him again and again profusely for his help…

My phone was given a second life….

Scene 2: ( 6 months later)
Boarded an auto.. Made him stop at the Citibank and the ICICI ATMs for few minutes… heavy traffic on the road.. Inspite of all this, the autowallah, quite an old man, never cribbed.. Everyminute of the journey, I was waiting for it to happen.. "Now hez gonna start cribbing :( now… now…" But it never happened… I was feeling guilty as to why he did not crib.. Had a peaceful trip to office.. So while getting down, I gave him five rupees more, as I felt like…

Reached office.. And after half hour, my friend calls at my desk phone…
He: "Wheres your phone?"
Me: "In my bag!"(I open my bag and search hurriedly...)
"Oh no! not there!"
He: "Yeah.. Knew that.. Some guy picked up the phone and started talking something in kannada…Hey, ask one of your colleagues, who know kannada to speak to him and find out what hez saying…"
Me: "Ohk.."

My colleague speaks to him.. The guy happens to be the owner of a beeda shop.. He says that the auto driver, who belongs to the auto stand near his shop gave it to him as he did not know how to operate, and inform the person who calls the mobile first…He gave the address of the shop…
We rush to the place…

Shop guy: "The auto driver asked me to keep this safe and as he wanted only the rightful owner to take it, He said that the phone had to be handed over only after he has seen the person.."
We were moved by the extent to which he ensured safety…
Shop Guy: "He has gone for a trip now… Will be back during lunch time.. I will call you and tell you then.. As it is not right on my part to hand it over, sir.."

So we left my colleagues number with him and left.. We get a call around noon, saying that he has come… We went there…The auto driver smiled giving a 'here-is-the-rightful-owner' kind of look... Showered thanks to the autowallah and the shop guy...
We also handed over a fifty rupee note as a small gratitude for his help...

Came back only to hear from other colleagues that they have hardly heard such a case of getting the phone back after it was misplaced…!

Hmmm... Nice people in this world still exist…. :) Feels good…
Got lucky twice…. Don’t want to have a third adventure and hence will be extra careful….