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My mobile was stolen when I was watching this person making 'Hot ice cream' and eating hot jalebi!
Even now, I am not able to believe how I was careless to lose my 2 month old Mi 5 mobile!
We were in Agra a few weeks back. After visiting Agra twice in daytime, we were eager to attend the 'Taj Mahotsav', a 10 day festival of Arts & Crafts organised by the U.P. Govt.
It was nearly a very well organised festival. Many police personnel and volunteers were seen arranging traffic and monitoring the crowd. Many stalls were inside, from furniture to clothes to food court. Announcements were going on to be careful about our belongings again and again. Still, my mobile which was in my hand, was stolen and I came to know about it while eating the hot icecream:) I always keep it in my handbag and hold it tight, fearing someone might steal it:) I had got a call from my son earlier and after speaking to him, was still holding it in my hand without keeping it inside, which was a big mistake. Well...I lost it!
I searched in the shops I had gone earlier, though, I knew I won't find it there...then went and complained at the police chowki which was inside the festival area. The inspector asked many questions and then asked us to go to the Agra police station and place an FIR. Since it was late night, we decided to go in the morning. Anyway, we knew and the inspector also hinted that once we lose our mobile, it is very difficult to get it back.
The police station was situated at just one Km. away from our hotel, which was on the same road of the festival area. We, I and my son, reached the station by about 9 am. I could not believe that a police station of the prominent Taj Mahal area looked so bad. Have a look:
The green grill door is the entrance to a dargah (Dargah sharif...the name is there if you zoom it!). This dargah is inside the station! The blue door seen on the right side, is the entrance to the Inspector's room. I felt very sad looking at it. It was like an old store room with so many stacks of papers. I think the floor was a mud floor. It was full of dust and the Inspector was sitting there with a walkie-talkie on which he was getting messages continuously. He had an assistant with him.
He asked us to give in writing about what happened the previous day. The writer or someone, had not yet come. He asked us to note down the mobile no. and then the mobile tracker IMEI number too. (I had it in my husband's email, so, we noted them down. Emailed airtel and the mobile company too). I wrote down my husband's number for contacting me later. He told us that the thieves just dismantle and sell them off or start using them after a couple of months! Since we had to leave Agra on that day itself, we needed some reference number. He stamped our FIR paper and wrote down his mobile number, asking us to take down the reference number later. I called him after a few days and took it.
Well....no sign yet, of the mobile (no, I am not a dreamer to dream of getting it back as it was!) but still, called him a couple of times. This is the story of my lost mobile. Now, to the situation at the dilapidated station:
I had blocked my number and got it back and it is in my old phone now! A new experience for me!
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Hot ice cream |
Even now, I am not able to believe how I was careless to lose my 2 month old Mi 5 mobile!
We were in Agra a few weeks back. After visiting Agra twice in daytime, we were eager to attend the 'Taj Mahotsav', a 10 day festival of Arts & Crafts organised by the U.P. Govt.
It was nearly a very well organised festival. Many police personnel and volunteers were seen arranging traffic and monitoring the crowd. Many stalls were inside, from furniture to clothes to food court. Announcements were going on to be careful about our belongings again and again. Still, my mobile which was in my hand, was stolen and I came to know about it while eating the hot icecream:) I always keep it in my handbag and hold it tight, fearing someone might steal it:) I had got a call from my son earlier and after speaking to him, was still holding it in my hand without keeping it inside, which was a big mistake. Well...I lost it!
I searched in the shops I had gone earlier, though, I knew I won't find it there...then went and complained at the police chowki which was inside the festival area. The inspector asked many questions and then asked us to go to the Agra police station and place an FIR. Since it was late night, we decided to go in the morning. Anyway, we knew and the inspector also hinted that once we lose our mobile, it is very difficult to get it back.
The police station was situated at just one Km. away from our hotel, which was on the same road of the festival area. We, I and my son, reached the station by about 9 am. I could not believe that a police station of the prominent Taj Mahal area looked so bad. Have a look:
It looked decent from the opposite side! |
One sentry was standing behind me, which was the door, with a rifle and spitting paan all the time. |
He asked us to give in writing about what happened the previous day. The writer or someone, had not yet come. He asked us to note down the mobile no. and then the mobile tracker IMEI number too. (I had it in my husband's email, so, we noted them down. Emailed airtel and the mobile company too). I wrote down my husband's number for contacting me later. He told us that the thieves just dismantle and sell them off or start using them after a couple of months! Since we had to leave Agra on that day itself, we needed some reference number. He stamped our FIR paper and wrote down his mobile number, asking us to take down the reference number later. I called him after a few days and took it.
Well....no sign yet, of the mobile (no, I am not a dreamer to dream of getting it back as it was!) but still, called him a couple of times. This is the story of my lost mobile. Now, to the situation at the dilapidated station:
I had blocked my number and got it back and it is in my old phone now! A new experience for me!
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