The Outstanding feeling of being PICK POCKETED!!!

And finally, I too joined the long list of people who are being pick pocketed at least once in a life time. The severity of the trauma increases when you are away from your home town and all the money that you had are in the same wallet. A feeling of emptiness and what next comes to your mind. There are people all around you. Among all these people who will give me the money to proceed to my destination? For my food? Then the thought of security provided by the Law comes to the mind. With full confidence in the power of law and justice, one goes the police station to report the incident. Meanwhile explaining the details to the countless number of police men one by one about the way in which one lost his purse, eagerly waiting to submit the written complaint and search the video clippings to find what happened, the policeman speaks out his decision that, as the person had realised that he lost his wallet only after he left the railway station limits and reached the bus station, the case has to be registered in the POOPPADA police station, which was just two stops away. Even after continuous persuasion by the person that he was sure that He lost his wallet while at the railway station itself, the SI reiterates his stand. The boy in dismay tells that he don't even have a penny to go to the next station, then the police man tells to wait and goes out. The person finally feels satisfied as the SI had gone out for an expert opinion. After five minutes SI comes back and offers a currency of twenty and tells, ' here is the money to proceed to the next station'. The person now understands the dutifulness of his countries law. People are finding ways to get away from discharging duties than understanding that it is his divine responsibility to help a person in need. But, it is when all doors closes that, we realise the large gate opened by Lord so near to you. A person whom he had just met in the morning told him, pretty casually in the morning that he stays near to the railway station and gave his phone number. He ringed the person and he offered to help him with money. Guess what, the person gave him the same amount of money that was there in his lost wallet. The day went ahead as usual, leaving the Pick pocketed ill fated man with a lot of good lessons, memories, realisations and a new note to add his Blog. God is with us in all our ways.