'Where did I keep it?' This question was giving me a big headache. The dense morning rain while journeying for the work has only cued me of umbrella. Otherwise, I wouldn't have discovered that my umbrella is lost. I always sneak in my umbrella inside the net portrayed behind my seat. It is my habit to keep the umbrella in the seat beside me prepared, as soon as the shower starts while travelling in the car. Without noticing at the back, I can take the umbrella with one hand while the other hand busy driving the car.

In that pattern, my hand searched for the umbrella and I was astonished, when it was not found there.
When I step out from my car, I can enter the office without getting wet only if I have an umbrella or else the probability of myself getting completely wet before I walk to my office from the car park area is very high. Where did it hide while it was secured inside the car all this time? I reached the office without getting a response for my dubiousness. Luckily, rain had stopped while I reached the office. I searched my car completely as my instinct clued that it could have fallen down somewhere inside the car itself. But, it was not there. Thoughts about the umbrella stuck with me even after the rain had stopped.


Despite the busy office works, umbrella and its associated informations hold me strongly.

'Ranjini... How many times should I call you? Now only reacting to it?'

‘Sorry Rama... I was obsessed with something. Why?’

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