You know what, I suck at giving titles. I even have a hard time deciding captions for my instagram photos what more a blog post title? That is probably the lamest title ever but I couldn’t think of anything else. Plus, no one reads this anyway so I guess that would do just fine.
So, the so-called-unforgettable event was on September 30, 2015. Im not planning to go on details of the event but I would love to share what I learnt from it. So on that tragic evening, I carelessly lost my phone (I actually dropped my phone on the stairs on the way to a shop…so careless of me I know). I was back in my hostel room when I realised my phone was missing and I borrowed S’s phone (oh ya ill be using alphabets to address my friends so lets hope ill have enough letters to mention them here) and search for my phone using the ‘find my iPhone’ on iPhones.
I was actually on the verge of crying because how in the world would I be able to track down my phone. I mean it could be anywhere right and it seems waaay impossible. I was about to give up (without even trying) when E reassured me that there’s still hope and not to give up just yet. She probably didn’t know that if she didn’t say that I would probably just cry all through the night. So M, being the toughest among us, went with me to search for my phone and D drove the car. D drove like super crazy fast she could be a car racer and M was undoubtedly brave (i felt like i was in a movie guys). These two girls were so tough that my toughness is not even half of what they are. Really, major respects to these two girls.
The phone was last found online in a house and obviously me being me, I did not want to enter the house (although the gate and doors were wide open) because who knows who lives in there right? I suggested to M to ask a boy to go with us, you know just in case anything happen but M was all, nope we don’t need a boy and plus we’re running out of time. M just walked inside as if nothing will ever hurt her. Luckily, the person inside was a woman and her mother. I did the talking and luck was really on my side as after a few minutes of talking, the woman finally said that her son and his friend came home a few moments before I came with a stolen iPhone.
To cut it short, her son came back home about an hour later and returned my phone to me (but he formatted my phone, threw my sim card away and even took a selfie with it already!). Well, I couldn’t wish for more. To be able to have my phone back in my hands was something I did not dream of earlier that evening. While waiting for the son and his mother, I sat at the living room with the grandmother and we talked. I was really sad when she told me she had cancer (told ya it was like the movies) and her daughter was late to work at a KFC nearby. Her daughter work night shifts to earn extra money to support the family. She was really upset with what had happened because she told me that even though their family was not that well-off, she never told her children and grandchildren to steal. And I totally agree with that, we should never steal no matter how desperate we are. I know desperate times call for desperate measures but stealing is never the answer. Plus, stealing an iPhone was not a desperate measure guys, it is just the act of wanting to own something you don’t have.
So here’s some tips I would like to share:
1. Never delete your passcode (I deleted it because I thought it was a hassle….)
2. ALWAYS TURN ON YOUR FIND MY IPHONE
3. Put your phone in your bag or pocket! (And now…approximately one year later I still like to hold my phone rather than keeping it in my bag….looks like I haven’t learn the lesson after all…*facepalm*)
At the end of the day, I thanked Allah for everything that happened. I thanked Him for the lessons he gave me and most importantly I thanked Him for such wonderful friends. I am really blessed that I have indeed found friends who would be there come high or hell water. Loves to M, for making me brave, D, for the fearless yet safe driving, E, for telling me not to give up and also S, for lending me your phone. I owe you guys big time.