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The Lost Identity Card...
So you want to hear a story? Well, I used to know a whole lot of pretty interesting ones. Some of them so funny you’d laugh yourself unconscious, others so terrible you’d never want to repeat them. So I’ll just tell you about the time I found that lost thing….

It was Friday, the crucial day for every IT professionals. All the other days they kept fussing on the speed marathon of the time machine. When the clock ticked 6 all were distressed about the incomplete task sheets and the frustrated team leaders.

But today all were relaxed, eyes glued on their watches waiting to jump out of their seats to go home. Two days complete freedom…free from their tasks and free from their hot seats…So am I.

I am Amal, Programmer Analyst Trainee in one of the leading software companies in Coimbatore.

I packed my stuff and was ready to run to catch the office cab…not worrying about missing the cab but worried about missing my seat, particularly the window one. Today I was not in a hurry as we were going by 9 pm airbus to Cochin. There was enough time.

As per the plan me and my friend Nimisha would take the direct cab to Gandhipuram, purchase some stuffs, have food and wait in the travel agency office.

But unfortunately we didn’t get the direct cab. So we went to our hostel and waited for a private bus to the depot. After a long tiresome waiting, a bus came which was heavily rushed. Somehow we entered the bus. By 15 minutes we reached Gandhipuram bus station.
We wandered through the street for about an hour, scanning each shops and street vendors… At...