Lost Boy Found..........!!!!!!!!

That was the first time I was traveling to Thirtahalli from Bangalore. I was exited because I was meeting all my cousins after long time, my tickets were booked for the 10:30 PM Kupalli bus. I reached bus stand at 10 PM and started searching for the bus. Once I got the bus ticket checked I had 15mins, so I thought of buying mineral water. As my platform was next to the Madikeri platform I started looking at people there. Suddenly I saw a small boy begging. He came to me and asked for 10 Rs. I though I will buy him something to eat than given him money and asked him why he needs money and that too 10 Rs. He said he is wants to go to Coorg. Coorg..!!! "where in coorg" I asked him. He said he is from bagamandala and his name is devaiah. His uncle bought him here promising him better education but he was made to work. Now he wanted to go back home at Bagamandala but dint have money nor phone number to contact any one.
He was totally confused, I felt sad seeing him. Actually i was more confused then that boy. I asked him how much money he had and he had collected 140 Rs, but the bus charge was 240 Rs. I was getting late, I just had 5 mins for my bus to move and I wanted to help this boy also. I just checked how much money and I had 350 Rs, more than enough to help the boy. I told the boy to check if there were seats available in the bus and bought a ticket for him to Madikeri. I told the conductor to keep an eye on him. I gave my visiting card to the boy and told him to call me once he reaches or on Sunday and once again check if the boy was seated in his place and boarded my bus happily. I was happy because I had helped someone in need, but still worried if the boy would reach his house.
Sunday morning I got a call from an unknown number thanking me for sending his uncle's son back home, his story was completely different but I was happy that he reached home safely.

Lucky bugger...........!!!

Nov 2008 :

First week of our training , most of the time was spent in the lift, waiting for the cab and in the cafeteria. The first one week was the best days of my life. The only sad thing was there was only one girl in the batch of 20. That girl came with the package( with the boy friend who was 6 feet tall ) this had resulted to lot of gay jokes the office. Only time we could check out girl was while waiting for the cab. First thing we did after logging out was checking girls name in the cab list.

This was the last working day of the week, I checked the list. I was the only person who had to take the cab # 69. All my colleges started of with the gay jokes. I sat in the front seat with the sad face. Suddenly I could see a pretty girl running towards my cab. I could see my friend's jaws on the floor. She asked the driver weather the cab is routed to indiranagar because she has a special drop request. Driver said yes, she got into the cab. Trust me I was flying in air. I stated getting calls from my friends.

Shahid : “Mache what a figure da, lucky bugger talk to me now don't drop the call". I cut the call and switched off the phone.

Because a girl had boarded the cab a security person has to be in the cab.

The security had to sit in the front, so I went and sat next to her. I was thinking of the ways to start the conversation, by then she asked me if I was the first one to get down. I said yes.

Now I had a chance to talk to her, asked her why she has a special drop request. She said she was in the cafeteria and missed her scheduled cab. To crack a joke I said “Ho then u spend most of the time in the cafeteria like I spend my time in the lift". She just smiled. I asked her “which process are you into? ". She said “Am not into any process, am a Trainer". I Smiled at her. She asked me if Harsh was my trainer. I said YES and shut my mouth.