Lost and Found

As a child I was talkative, chatter box or whatever you call it, well this character of mine still remains with me :)
I was just 4 years young and was returning with my mom from uncle’s place, my mom would always insist to hold her hand tightly so that I don’t vanish anywhere like an angel... I remember it was raining heavily and unfortunately we did not have umbrella with us, as it was a shower which was unexpected, yes that’s how it is in Bangalore, but I love it...

My mother was struggling to hold me in one hand and carrying my brother in her arms, she had a tough time managing both of us, the bus stops was filled by people and there was hardly any shelter for us to protect from the rain, luckily we got our bus and my mother urged me to climb first and she will follow after me, I promptly listened to her and did as she told and to my dismay the bus left before my mom could get in with my little brother in her arms.

I did not know where the bus was taking me or what I should be doing, and I did not even know how to get back to mom, I just went and stood next to the driver, I started hitting him for having left my mom and started showing my anger and vengeance on him. A young man in his early twenties seemed to have understood my situation, came to me held me in his arms and told ‘don’t worry baby you will reach your mom I will help you’. Whatever he told didn’t make any sense to me but I could just understand that I would see my mom soon. This young man held me tight in his arms and took me to a nearby police station and both the policeman and this young man had a talk for a while and he wrote something in a paper and came to me and told’ this uncle will help you to reach your mom, don’t worry and he left’.

Soon the police was asking about my whereabouts and my personal details, I remember replying to them very promptly with my hands folded, the way he was asking me questions reminded me of my teacher at school and without my knowledge my hands were folded and I was sitting straight and giving the reply. My mom on the other hand got into an auto and tried to follow me, but since it was raining heavily, a tree lost its balance and it just fell down right there in front on my mom’s auto, my mom later called up my dad and informed everything and it since it was impossible for her to move around with my little brother she reached home with lot of worries in her mind and my thoughts in heart and praying to god that i should be safe.

It was easy for the police to get in touch with my dad since he was also in the same department; I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw my dad in the station to take me back home. I just hugged my dad tightly, the police who was helping me told my dad ‘your daughter is really sweet and smart, any kid in this situation would have cried and wouldn’t t have answered to our questions, but your daughter did not cry...

I didn’t understand that he was complimenting me at that tender age, I just smiled and told’ thank you uncle for helping me’. Guess what my dad took me straight to a sweets shop we bought lot of sweets and left home, I was so happy to see my mom just jumped with joy and gave her a big tight hug and kissed her like never before. I was re-united with my parents and this was the way I was lost and found :)