When it comes to a certain part of a man’s life, he will start to have this phenomenon called ‘losing-thing stage’. I am in the midst of this state. Let me explain to you. A day before Ramadan, I lost my maroon Sony Ericsson mobile phone while getting out of my sister’s car. I didn’t realize when that thing slipped from my belt. It just disappeared from my life just like that.
Last week, I again lost a valuable item, my BIMB ATM card. However, I managed to prevent further loss by calling the bank call centre to block the usage of my card. I only had to pay RM18 to the back as a replacement fee.
Then this afternoon, I lost my mouth ulcer cream. I dropped by a mosque near my school to perform my Zuhur prayer as the SPM post-mortem meeting ended at 3.20 pm. My principal couldn’t stop talking once she got to hold a microphone. I simply can’t remember how the cream vanished from my sight. If only I could remember, I would have traced back the route from my house to school.