Lady Luck visits me again

For a long time, I have had this feeling that I am a lucky person. Yesterday I lost my books and notes in a very strange way. Having opted to study in the library, I left my material in the mess-table (the norm) before dinner only to find it disappear after food.

Losing something I can't buy/get back worries me too much, often unnecessarily. My notes which contained a gist of everything I read and attended last month was the most precious thing for me, which is of very less value to others. Thus losing my one month's effort not only worried me, but surprised me.

I did the "Sherlock Holmes" work. After receiving no response from two batch mails and many random enquiries, I decided to visit every room in the hostel in a bid to locate my books. Dissapointed with the negative result, I decided to drop the whole matter and continue studying.

Time for Lady's visit: I was playing around with a tennis ball in my floor, and the ball did the inevitable. It fell to the ground floor and when I went around to pick it up, I met a friend who led me to the books!!!

Though nothing great, it certainly means a lot to me. Luck and me, going strong for the moment!!