Yesterday was a long, tiring day in the lab. I decided to walk home to clear my mind, even though it was kinda dark. It didn't help, turned out I was quite pre-occupied with my thoughts all the way home. I took a different entrance to my bulding, which is nearer to the mailbox, so that i could check my mail. Someone was blocking the space, so I decided to come back later. I walked down, towards my apartment. That's when I was totally taken aback. My bicycle, and all my plants were missing from in front of my door. (Even that dying pudina!). My apartment door was slightly ajar too. In that fraction of a second all kinds of thoughts reeled through my head. I was having some uneasy feeling all day at work, and I didn't know if it meant anything. Suddenly I felt sick. I tried to remember all that I'd learnt in those self-defense classes.. I reached in for my cellphone to call campus police, and I debated whether I should go out and seek Basanti's assistance or stay there. Then I realised, I had a spare car key inside the apartment, and indeed, Basanti wasn't even sitting there. But then, neither was the bus-stop. eh? I was almost about to call the cops to "my apartment" in the previous block.
And before you all label me as a crazy person, picture this. I live in student housing, that basically consists of several identical looking blocks going from A to Z, and apartments laid out in the same manner in each block. Each block or building has 3 levels and 14 apartments in a line on each level. And there are three entrances to each block. So the door of A120 looks no different from the door of B120, save for the "small" number on the door. Same goes for the long stretch of the lobby running through each building. The "Scenery" in front of each building running down the street is pretty much the same. Luckily (for me ;)), my block has a bus-stop in front of it, and the previous one doesn't. But this can happen to anyone, okay?