Ten Minutes !
Well Omens! I believe a lot in them. There was some snag in the taxi at around half past twelve, driver said it might take a while before we start moving again, during that time there was some pulsation in my right eye (not considered as a good omen), whenever this happens my mind starts getting negative but I usually try to ignore the feeling. Hmm thankfully, the problem was diagnosed and cured and we set on our journey within ten minutes.
It was kind of a déjà vu , in the sense that since the past 20 years we had been going for our vacations to Bangalore for almost a month ,every year and it was usually late in night that we returned home feeling sad about ending the holidays but this time it was different I was happy relaxed returning home and along with the feeling there was something else also that was quite different this time.
It was 2:45 at night when we finally reached home. Half asleep, reluctantly we got off the cozy car we started unloading our stuff from the taxi . My mum opened the lock of the gate entered in went to the door, I was behind her, suddenly she stopped at the door and looked at me and then the door .. I followed her gaze and started laughing that dad forgot to lock the door. Nothing else hit my mind until I heard voices from within the house … Huff!! My heart just sank.I started shivering . Slowly with more noise we just realized that the home sweet home that we felt so secure in all these days had intruders . Coming face to face with the situation Dad fearlessly went inside the dark house and shouted “Kaun hai kaun hai ”
There was a flurry of footsteps and I heard Dad scream in a way that I just lost a breath. Mom was completely speechless I started shouting “chor chor” I stopped the driver who was reversing the car and suddenly dad cam running outside and a man was behind him aiming a sharp tool at him . He just wanted a safe passage I suppose that is why as soon as dad gave him way he just disappeared in the dark. We watched him stunned when another man came from nowhere and jumped over the wall in the garden with such expertise it seemed he had practiced it many times. I ran behind that man with a brick in hand driver also assisted but he was too swift he too vanished.
With crossed fingers we entered the house. The door had been meticulously broken and look at them they had chosen my room as their target. Mess among mess .The thieves had located the main almirah and had done all the hard work and at the moment they might have been forming castles of sand and exhilarating with the joy of accomplishment we came as a splash of water. It was just a matter of another 5 minutes they would have got all that they wanted but as I always say “There is somebody somewhere watching” we had not lost anything. It is that the coming of thieves just exposed the vulnerability of our house and shattered the myth we had been carrying since 20 years about Patiala being safe.
People started gathering around and the next couple of hours till the dawn went on explaining people When! What! How!
As light crept in it was the time to put things together and unearth what could have been the sequence of this happening tending to the mishappening!
While everybody else was busy reporting to the police, my sister and I decided to wear the detective monocle and start our investigation spree .It was as if our childhood dreams – inspired from the various detective serials that we had watched – of becoming Sherelock Holmes and wearing the investigator’s hat had finally materialized .We Had case in Hand.
Moving through the garden we just deciphered that the acrobatic thief who left us spell bound with his jump over the wall had actually used a flowerpot as a staircase after brutally crushing down the rose shrub that my mom had painstakingly watered everyday without a miss to see it flower. But alas ! it was not to be.
After making that path breaking revelation we moved ahead . Well moving through the criminal spot we spotted two pairs of chappals .These chappals were placed under a bush ,so neatly as if the thieves had come to a temple. My sister and my brains ran even faster we had a major clue in hand .We started analyzing the sand stuck on them and put them into a polythene bag thinking that police dog may sniff them and trace the theif. The tool that these people had used for cutting the mesh of the door we got that as well and finding too many match sticks used and no torch in their hand we came to a conclusion that they were probably too poor chors!
Finally after our deductions and analysis we decided to wait for the police to give us a helping hand in our investigation! But actually they had showed a hand to our investigation [:P]
Soon we were informed that police had asked us not to register any case as nothing was lost!!
So no police! No appreciation! No sniffer dogs! We finally settled our detective instincts by narrating the incident to all the curious people around!
It was kind of a déjà vu , in the sense that since the past 20 years we had been going for our vacations to Bangalore for almost a month ,every year and it was usually late in night that we returned home feeling sad about ending the holidays but this time it was different I was happy relaxed returning home and along with the feeling there was something else also that was quite different this time.
It was 2:45 at night when we finally reached home. Half asleep, reluctantly we got off the cozy car we started unloading our stuff from the taxi . My mum opened the lock of the gate entered in went to the door, I was behind her, suddenly she stopped at the door and looked at me and then the door .. I followed her gaze and started laughing that dad forgot to lock the door. Nothing else hit my mind until I heard voices from within the house … Huff!! My heart just sank.I started shivering . Slowly with more noise we just realized that the home sweet home that we felt so secure in all these days had intruders . Coming face to face with the situation Dad fearlessly went inside the dark house and shouted “Kaun hai kaun hai ”
There was a flurry of footsteps and I heard Dad scream in a way that I just lost a breath. Mom was completely speechless I started shouting “chor chor” I stopped the driver who was reversing the car and suddenly dad cam running outside and a man was behind him aiming a sharp tool at him . He just wanted a safe passage I suppose that is why as soon as dad gave him way he just disappeared in the dark. We watched him stunned when another man came from nowhere and jumped over the wall in the garden with such expertise it seemed he had practiced it many times. I ran behind that man with a brick in hand driver also assisted but he was too swift he too vanished.
With crossed fingers we entered the house. The door had been meticulously broken and look at them they had chosen my room as their target. Mess among mess .The thieves had located the main almirah and had done all the hard work and at the moment they might have been forming castles of sand and exhilarating with the joy of accomplishment we came as a splash of water. It was just a matter of another 5 minutes they would have got all that they wanted but as I always say “There is somebody somewhere watching” we had not lost anything. It is that the coming of thieves just exposed the vulnerability of our house and shattered the myth we had been carrying since 20 years about Patiala being safe.
People started gathering around and the next couple of hours till the dawn went on explaining people When! What! How!
As light crept in it was the time to put things together and unearth what could have been the sequence of this happening tending to the mishappening!
While everybody else was busy reporting to the police, my sister and I decided to wear the detective monocle and start our investigation spree .It was as if our childhood dreams – inspired from the various detective serials that we had watched – of becoming Sherelock Holmes and wearing the investigator’s hat had finally materialized .We Had case in Hand.
Moving through the garden we just deciphered that the acrobatic thief who left us spell bound with his jump over the wall had actually used a flowerpot as a staircase after brutally crushing down the rose shrub that my mom had painstakingly watered everyday without a miss to see it flower. But alas ! it was not to be.
After making that path breaking revelation we moved ahead . Well moving through the criminal spot we spotted two pairs of chappals .These chappals were placed under a bush ,so neatly as if the thieves had come to a temple. My sister and my brains ran even faster we had a major clue in hand .We started analyzing the sand stuck on them and put them into a polythene bag thinking that police dog may sniff them and trace the theif. The tool that these people had used for cutting the mesh of the door we got that as well and finding too many match sticks used and no torch in their hand we came to a conclusion that they were probably too poor chors!
Finally after our deductions and analysis we decided to wait for the police to give us a helping hand in our investigation! But actually they had showed a hand to our investigation [:P]
Soon we were informed that police had asked us not to register any case as nothing was lost!!
So no police! No appreciation! No sniffer dogs! We finally settled our detective instincts by narrating the incident to all the curious people around!
Labels: The Delhi Chapter
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