stolen

Assalammualaikum,

Here I am again, updating pieces of my life. Recently I've experienced my worst nightmare...losing a phone. Yes u heard me. My freaking mobile phone!! Even when I think about it now making mesas and break me deep. Because I had about 3000+ of pictures in there. The phone pretty much summarising my 2 years of life (calculated from the date I bought it).

To make it worse, I had no back up of the pictures...at all. The only source is Instagram but that's only like 5% from the total pictures. I had the pictures before I was married, Hari Raya, family vacation, my wedding photos (which originally taken by phone), my honeymoon, my pregnancy #ootd, events and what sadden me the most is my son's pictures from the day one. I had taken his picture every single day as I was planning to have them printing out and put them in a album..but they are all gone now.

To make the story, it happened in Subang Parade. I was waiting for my husband and did some shopping at MPH and suddenly felt the urge to pee. So, I put aside my stuffs and rush to the toilet. At the same time, I was also texting with my husband. As I went to the toilet, i hadn't put back my phone in my bag and put it on the tissue dispenser instead. Of course I forgot about it and just straight going out after washing my hand. While I was out, I bumped with the toilet cleaner which was checking the toilet cubicles. Then, I continued my shopping and when I was about to text my husband to ask him whereabouts, then only I realized my phone was missing. It was half an hour difference from my toilet visit.

I rushed to the toilet immediately and again I met with the cleaner lady. I was panicked and asked her if she has seen my phone. Well, of course she denied and to piss me off, she had nagging me about not putting my phone into my bag. She then offered her own phone to call my phone. Well, of course it had been switch off. To make it even worse, a week before that, I had removed my password as I thought it would be easier if I have to just swipe on the screen instead of typing out a password. What an idiot. Of course the thief could just unlock it and switch it off.

I was panicked and didn't cross my mind to check on the cleaner lady. When I was calm and think about it, I thought she might be the one who took it (Allah forgive me if she doesn't) because when I was out, she just came in and when I return she was still there! And the fact that she nagging me and scolded me making me more suspicious because only sinned people would talk much or nag to hide/cover their guilt. And she also so 'kindly' offering her phone to call my number. But yet again, I was panicked. I felt my body shaking and only calmed when I met my husband (after calling him using concierge's phone). Oh ya, I did yelled back at the cleaner because she's not only nagging but mocking me to the fact of me bringing two bags but I didn't put my phone in any.

I just feeling a little bit upset to the person who took it because there are plenty of my baby's pictures inside the phone. Don't she/he feel guilty or to show empathy when they saw it? A mother whom keeping track with her baby's growth. Such a heartless person. I would rather let the thief to steal my phone but please please return back the memory card. I would've trade it with money if I could.

To think about this event on the positive side, it's ok to let the past memories go by and i should embrace my new life, new role and creating more new memories. InsyaAllah..