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Couriered..

Got stuck in a horrible slow moving traffic today morning.  When I reached Indira Nagar, I could no longer tolerate the heat and decided to drop in at Rash' s place, and travel to work with her at a later time. When I crossed 12th main, a speeding 2 wheeler, drove past on the footpath just front of me. I paused, cursed him and walked forward when I noticed that few envelopes had fallen off his bag. 

My first instinct was like -> "serves him right, he will have a bad day ahead". But then when I looked down at the 3 envelopes on the footpath, I realized someday one of these could have been mine too, or to someone I sent with care, love or during an emergency. I looked around, even people who witnessed this, were not too much bothered about this, their anxious eyes waited only for the signal to turn green. 

I searched for the 2 wheeler with the courier bag-> BLUE DART . I saw him now, waiting among the first few rows of vehicles at the signal. I walked fast before the signal could turn green. I asked myself why I am doing this.  My eyes were on the signal and the one sitting on a bike below the signal. I reached him, handed over the envelopes and turned around and walked back. I didnt want to explain to him that it fell off his bag, I hated him for his carelessness.

When I walked away from the signal to quieter roads, I realized that through a horrible traffic, God chose me to make a difference to atleast 3 people's lives who otherwise would have lost their envelopes on a busy dusty road, only to be swept away early next morning ! It brought back my mood to a state of being content. 

I wonder how they track lost couriers ? who is held responsible ? The guy who is on his way to deliver mails, has a list which has to be signed by the recipient. When the mail is not delivered, how does he know or where does he go and track for missing mails ? what happens to the missing mails ? How many of them are lost everyday ?