purse-(U)it of happiness

Going to college is a kindaa tiring journey..

passing thru those narrow ratlam ki galiis nd muddy nd soggy shops in a phat-phat sewaa ..jam packed with more than haf a dozen fellas but all the tiringness nd mud filled whiplashes on the way seem to vanish away with our highly absorbing gossipss with frnzz .. nd so i wos on my way to college nd caught unaware i dropped purse somewhere that had my collg id card, my keys , my metro card nd of course some cash..
i wos all *sob sob * nd *upset type*t coz i cunt figure out how to go back home nd also the shower of appreciation i wos to recieve back home and my cell rang #tring tring# who wos it?? let it be ..
i wanted noone to bother me at that moment but it wos ringing nd my fingers rummaged my bag and they finally found the cell. I picked up and the husky voice informed "aapka purse mere paas hai"
duh!! i pinched myself ..the caller wos still there he asked me to note down his scooter number nd told that he wud be outside the college whn college got over...
i wos flabbergasted!! nd went pole to pole telling every single person i met what had happened
collg got ovr nd there my purse was waiting for me..i thanked the guy for his genuineness
i wos a happi girl again :)

but these kind of experiences happen rare in life nd u meet such kind of ppl too very rare..nd i wanted to keep it memorable
God bless the scooter waala bhaiya!!