I had just switched on my laptop. There had been a 8 hour long power cut in our locality. And it's only fair that I finally complete my half seen movie from the last night. It was a comedy though. No nail biting adventures and mysteries. Yet I was adamant and eager to finally watch it. The screen had only loaded displaying my cavin-and-hobbes wallpaper when suddenly my upstairs neighbor aunty started shooting at her elder son. She was rebuking him and worriedly asking 'what do you mean by can't find... Ask the watchman', she said with a firm yet wavering voice. Immediately my attention shifted from the movie to her shouts. I became worried. Is her younger son missing? Is our society not safe anymore? Will the boy be found? Will the abducters ask for ransom? Immediately I ran upstairs and asked her what the matter was. Irritated she answered.. 'They boy has again lost his handkerchief. Again!!' my expressions changed from worried to amused to confused. Should I be happy or sad!!!

- Isha