The loss of a cell phone (explained very briefly by my standards)

It has been quite sometime since I have blogged. I have had quite a few things happening to me since the last time I have posted anything.

Ofcourse life is continuing to go at breakneck speed without anything major actually taking place. Ofcourse I have met lots of new people which is always interesting or so it seems.

And I managed to loose my cell phone in a rushed bus while I was observing the way passengers in the bus were taking in a situation which from the outside seems to be one fraught with difficulties.The bus conductor was new to the route and there was hardly any space for any movement of the body. Still everyone seemed to be having a good time and I was enjoying it. The bus ride lasted just 10 minutes and seemed pretty pleased with myself since it was quite sometime since I had been in a normal transport bus and a packed one at that(canned sardines in a tin would have more breathing space). I get off the bus and realise my phone is no longer with me. I was disappointed since it was my first handset but then again I felt that the bus ride was worth a handset and maybe taught me a few lessons about riding on buses filled to the brim or the exteriors of the entrance(take your pick)

Ofcourse I hoped that someone would call and give my phome back(hoping the person who flicked the phone would have second thoughts).I also thought about why the people can't be more idealistic and hones and so on.
Still I am not bitter since I think I saw someof the spirit which keeps the human race going inspite of all the hardships they have to face.And I hope my handset is put to proper use by whoever gets it in the end(but somehow I am not that optimistic about that happening)