This month has been a bit weird for me, in the sense that
things just seem to be getting lost without a trace. And my memory seems to be
lost in the mayhem as well!
First it was my Voter’s ID Card. I had applied for a colour-laminated
Voter’s ID Card a couple of months back. It arrived last weekend, but the Booth
Level Officer (BLO) wanted me to return the old Voter’s ID card. I searched
high and low, in my regular documents folder, and all the possible safe places,
and literally ransacked the whole house, but no trace of it! Very unlike me, to
lose things and not find it!
I went in flashback mode. I remember very clearly taking the
Voter’s ID Card out of its safe place about a month back as an ID & address
proof to collect a speed-post from the Post Office since it was returned from
my old address. Then, for some reason, I didn’t find time to put it back in its
place. Instead, it stayed in my handbag.
Then about a month back, when I went to Hyderabad with
family on vacation, I remember before leaving home my hubby had told me
specifically to leave the Voter’s ID Card behind and take only our Aadhaar
cards as ID proof for the travel. From then, it’s a blank. I don’t remember
where I might have relocated the Voter’s ID Card. But it seems to have just
disappeared! I spent hours and days looking for it, but no luck. And I’ve given
up on the search. Today I sent the BLO a letter informing that I’ve misplaced
the old Voter’s ID card.
Then came the curious case of the missing Axe oil. My sis
had got me a couple of bottles of Axe oil from the Middle East. Of course there
were other goodies she’d got us – clothes, chocolates, cheese, nuts, gifts for
the kids, OH, and so on. With a hand full of bags, I went home and stashed the
different bags in wardrobes, kitchen & crockery shelves, and such places.
Don’t remember where I might have kept the axe oil. But can’t find it anywhere. What I did find out was, that it’s lost!
Three incidents
in one month was enough to drive me crazy, wondering why my memory failed me, and
worried if it’s just a hint of what is to come. Some lost items, and one desperate
mind trying to find it in the deep recesses of memory...with no luck!