Showing posts with label Unfortunate Events. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Unfortunate Events. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

It Happened to Me

Was on the way to work, typical day. Thought i was late, as usual, decided to take my fever medicine at the traffic light instead of replying my dear E's sms.

So my phone remained in my handbag, on my passenger seat.

Didnt see it coming, there was a loud crash on my left, thought a stone flew to my window or there was an accident on my left. Screamed and turned to the right, to shelter my face.

Next thing i knew a dark hand reached in and snatched my handbag and all thats in it!

Except my stupid pills cuz i took that out of my bag, why couldnt i have taken my phone out instead?

Too shocked to get down the bastards number plate.

Was trapped at the red light, there was a car in front of me, cant change lanes to chase. Honked. Saw them make a left turn, by the time it was green light and i went where the bike went i was too late.

Went home, called father, mom, E. Called work. Spent the day driving around in KL's mad heat with a broken window, went to 3 different police stations

i'm not the only victim of this morning

A Chinese auntie lost her bag too and so did a young Malay lady. Then went to make a new IC. Fix the car window, and get a new Maybank ATM

I feel so sad, i miss my purple phone so so much. And damn that's one precious annual leave wasted as an emergency leave.

I wish i could stop living for a while, don't want to face the reality of it all

But i cant, back to work tomorrow and i've got to study tonight.

Well, at least i wasn't hurt at all, just one tiny little scratch on my left hand, less than 5mm wide, not deep at all, didnt hurt one bit. My face is alright, no shattered window glass cuts. No broken legs or ribs, no bruises. Have to be thankful. There are some people who lost their lives because of snatch theft

Ladies, dont put your handbag on ur passenger seat when driving alone. I never thought this would happen to me. Please don't be next, dont want u to go through what i went through

Monday, November 03, 2008

That Saturday

I didn't even know that my father was not well for 3days, he sent my sis to school, went to work from 9am to 9pm like normal. Unlike me, he never complained much. He slept early, i just thought he was tired.

Mom told me she was bringing him to the hospital to get checked yesterday morn. Did a brain scan and my father called me (while my mom drove) to say that he had blood clots in his head! And he was going for an operation in Pantai in Bangsar.

My father sounded normal, convinced me that it was all alright. Still. I cried a tear or two.

I badly wanted my Saturday to be normal so i went home (from the routine Sat breakfast with E). Did some stupid work and went for my 1.50pm gym class. My bro, sis and maid went to the hospital earlier

Forgot to bring my phone, took my time in the shower, went home to find an sms from Mom saying that my father's operation is at 5pm. Damn, its almost 4! I rushed to get to Bangsar, i knew i needed to see him before they took him away for the operation. I had a feeling that we wouldn't be able to see him from 4.40 or so.

I didnt make it in time, when i got there at 4.20, he was already in the operation theatre. Kinda wanted to cry.

H
ad to push out negative thoughts, thoughts that i couldn't help thinking, like "What if the worst happened and that i didnt get to see him BEFORE he left the operation?"

Would going to the gym be something i deeply regret? I thought back to the few past few days when my father was sick, i was so busy with work (and i came home quite freaking late) that i didn't really get to talk to him to notice he was sick, let alone hug him, something i haven't done since i cant remember when.

Hung out with bro, mom n sis in the cafeteria and my bro asked me "Why are u so late?". I mumbled, i couldn't tell him that i went to the gym, i couldn't look at him in they eye.

It was quite a long wait for the operation to be done, had to keep on telling myself that it was gonna be ok.

And thankfully it was, the operation was a success! I don't know how much regret there'll be inside of me and how long it will eat me alive if things turned out differently.

I am SO thankful