I am sure by now most of you have heard about the miracle of the century involving my beloved itouch.

Well, perhaps you’ve heard gists of it because I didn’t go into great detail in Facebook, Twitter or MSN. So let’s get down to it. You must be dying to know what exactly happened, you stalker.

On Tuesday evening after a long, tiring day at work, I decided to take a cab despite the fact that I had initially thought that I was game enough for a bus ride.

But of course I wasn’t. It had been a crazy week and I was mentally and physically exhausted. So I took a cab.

I started to take out my itouch to listen to some music when two things happen simultaneously:

1) I realized that the music in the cab was pretty alright
2) My phone rang, it was FP

So in all eagerness to tell him about my day (and that day was full of.. interesting points of information), I answered my phone and told him all about my day! Hahaha

We were on the phone until after I got off the cab. The ironic thing is that before I made my walk into the mall, I took one look back at the cab (after the door was closed) and didn’t think I saw anything.

I didn’t realize Magic Touch was missing, until later that night when I was ready to settle down and read or play games. It occurred to me that I could actually insert all my Gossip Girl episodes into my itouch and was excited beyond words.

I scrambled to get my bag and dug through. My bag is full of things inside so I do have to dig through most of the time. But the familiar feel of my Victoria Secrets drawstring bag wasn’t there.

Panic. Searched again. Searched around the house in case I took it out. Remembered that I didn’t. Thought back. Perhaps I left it in the office in the rush to get out. Could it be I had left it in the cab?

For some reason I was more attuned to the possibility that I left it in the office so I went to bed with that assurance and quiet confidence.

FP wasn’t even angry at this point of time, because he thought I left it in the office too.

But apparently I didn’t. It wasn’t on my desk, it wasn’t anywhere.

I started to sob uncontrollably when I realized that it might be gone, that I might just have lost the one true gadget that I’ve fallen so hard for.

And it was a gift from FP on my last birthday. So for all these sentimental values and the fact that it was (and is!) my best gadget buddy ever, I sobbed for the lost. Right there in the office.

I told FP in the best way I could. And of course he got furious. He’s furious because I’m always so careless and apparently do not know how to look after my things.

I sobbed even more because for once, I did look after my itouch. It’s the one thing I treasure. But of course he didn’t want to hear that.

To make things worse, I still couldn’t recall if I dropped it in the cab or left it in the office. But with urges from FP to make a report to the cab company despite the fact that it is probably too late then.

I have to say that it is by sheer luck that I called the right cab company, because I can hardly remember which cab company the cab I was in was from. So I was literally crawling in the dark with this one.

I couldn’t even remember the colour of the cab, but I told the operator it was blue, and hoped it was the truth. However other info such as alighting and boarding points, time, the fare – fell into place.

I gave them a detailed description of my itouch and the drawstring back, and they told me they would call if they find it.

I ended the call without much hope or peace of mind. I wondered if I even called the right cab company. I soon forgot about it, as sad as I was.

I thought of the applications installed that only I might have use for. I thought about all my songs and the impressive album art that I painstakingly did.

I slowly (despite the fact that I refused to do so) accepted the fact that it might be gone.

At about almost 6, I called them again to check but a recorded message told me they were closed for the day. Sigh.

5 minutes later. My phone rang. It was from the number I just called.

And they told me, my dearest gadget was with them – safe and sound! I was shocked and thrilled beyond words!

Firstly because, I made the report blindly and I could have called the wrong cab company. And secondly, I couldn’t believe that nobody took it!

I don’t know if someone passed it to the driver upon seeing it or if it was discovered by the cab driver himself.

Whoever it is, Thank you from the very bottom of my heart You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you for being so honest and kindhearted. I’ll never forget this.

On a side note, this also means that Magic Touch and I are destined to be together.

Lesson learned: Miracles do happen. You just have to stay positive and calm at all costs.