In lives, we certainly encounter the “Lost & Found” episodes. And these 2 incidents were quite remarkable on their own account, that I thought to write them down for long term remembrance.
Case 1:
When i washed up my little girl yesterday, i put her socks in my left pocket. And we had done this countless times. Only yesterday, for the first time, when i pulled out from my pocket, we found out, there’s only 1 sock.
My little girl ended up wearing only 1 side sock for some times. While I continued to finish my lunch (because the toilet need to go up one floor). She knew that her one sock is missing. But thank God she didn’t bother too much, so I could finish off my lunch quite peacefully.
After I finish the lunch, i brought her up to find the missing sock. Hopefully it still there on the floor where I dropped it. So i look down, trace back the path i took earlier on, and found nothing.
And i found the path to the toilet was actually locked (toilet was on cleaning). There was a short about 10m pathway where it could dropped and the cleaner found it, but now the door was locked. I bang the door, but the cleaner just ignore me.
Sadly, i went back and told me wife, we lost one sock of our daughter 🙁
Later on, on our way home, we passed through the toilet again. My wife asked me to check it one more time. I was feeling disgruntled, knowing that the toilet cleaning takes awhile and i would face the same closed door again!
Anyway, I tried. And it was true that the door still locked and the cleaning still in progress! Suddenly, a lady came from behind me and opened the door. I immediately caught her attention and both of us don’t speak the same language.
I kept mentioning to her that i lost a baby sock and i want to check. She kept mentioning she didn’t see the sock and I cannot enter. It lasted about 2 minutes, finally she went in and i was left outside. Shortwhile, i could see that she was coming, with my daughter sock in her hand!!
Wat a big joy there. She told me that she found it in dustbin, and somebody must had threw it there. So asked me to wash it first. I don’t care, so long the missing sock was found. I returned with big joy and told my girl and wife that we found the missing sock