the rain was coming down hard, my friend & I -
were searching for someplace to hide, we hid under a shop
waiting for the bus, we laughed about something that happened in class
the rain turned to a drizzle, and we walked across, and got into a bus
finding no place to sit, we decided to stand against the edge of the bus
moving around, colliding into each other we laughed of things,
& planned the weekend, her stop came and she got off, i got my phone out
began typing lengthy texts while i listened to some blue,
my stop came, i climbed down & it took me a minute
but then hysteria, and my scream came rushing in
as i realized that, my back pocket was empty, it was gone -
my wallet, with all the money, the cards, the proofs -
for a second, i remained calm, then i began to yell, weep
the driver came to my assistance but in vain, a helpful other
guided me to security officer nearby, who then took note of the complaint
i went home, dragging and sulking, my parents helped me calm down
they called up the banks, cancelled my cards, filed more complaints
for the next two weeks, i wrote about it to myself, for reasons unknown
losing the wallet hurt a lot more to me than i had realized -
i eventually got a new wallet, re issued my cards, and life moved on
then one day, i got the most surprising call -
"hey, is this Arshia?" - a random person, three months later called me
& returned my wallet, intact, with all it's money, cards
absolutely unhindered, somethings just happen, don't they?
sometimes the star align break away without any warning,
& align again without any warning, life isn't ever in our control
