Last weekend, for a change I finished making breakfast, packing lunch, etc before going for my bath. As soon as I entered the bathroom, I saw a dear old cockroach sitting in the corner. Hearing my movements, the poor fellow got disturbed and started running around. He tried moving in different directions but was not very comfortable. Like we all do, I also thought, “I am scared of him, but the actual fact is the poor thing must actually be very scared of us huge human beings!”
With thoughts revolving around the cockroach, I finished my bath to find the dear cockroach climbing up my leg. Did we have a telepathic connection? May be! I shook my leg vigorously to throw him off and Wham! I slipped and fell. What a fall it was! I scraped my waist, back and the back of my head - medulla to be exact - on the tap. For a second, I did not understand what had happened, but thank God, I was not concussed. I screamed for my husband, Ranga and managed to get out the bathroom. My back was scratched badly and the back of my head was slightly swollen. I also had a burning sensation on both these areas. As the injury was on my head, I did not want to take the risk of leaving it as it is and went to the doctor on the way to work. The Doctor told me not to worry as long as there was no nausea or giddiness.
I went on imagining about all that could happen if a person got injured on his head and reached my office. As I took out my office keys, I realised that my house keys were not in my bag. I promptly called up Ranga to check if I left it in the car. Ranga checked the car thoroughly and said it was not there. I tried to recollect myself locking the house, but all I could recall was seeing the key pouch on the dining table. Getting really bothered and thinking at worst it could be the effect of the injury on my head, I called up one of my neighbours to check if the house was locked at all.
Thank God, it was locked alright. In the meanwhile, Ranga told me to call up the doctor to check if I had left the keys at his clinic. But the doctor could not find it there. I called another neighbour on the ground floor and requested her to check if my keys were lying around somewhere near our block. The poor lady made the effort to check all around and the staircase too. But no luck, the keys were not there.
I could do nothing other than pray that the keys did not fall into wrong hands continued with my work. In the evening, I called my neighbour up again to find out if she had some good news for me. But no such luck!
With no house keys and not fit enough to travel on my own, I waited for Ranga to pick me up in the evening. As per his instructions, I purchased a new Navtal lock for 300 bucks, just in case. My sister Jayashree had come to see me and was waiting along with me for Ranga to turn up. As we were standing in front of the shop where we bought the lock, I told her, “I will be satisfied only if I check the car myself for the keys”
Ranga came and parked the car; I was about to open the car door and noticed the key pouch lying silently in the shallow space between the front glass and the bonnet. The poor thing had been lying there quietly all through the day though Ranga drove the car to many places. Being the same shade of black as that of the space, it was thankfully not visible to anybody other than yours truly!
Though it was a very eventful day, I was thrilled that I had not lost the keys and of course a big “THANK YOU” to the Almighty for the mildness of my injury.