Some things have always been so eerie! So many happenings have intrigued us for such a long time! This article is an attempt to share my curiosities and insecurities about these eerie disappearances.
Let us try to unravel the mystery together. Let me enlist these vanishing acts and their protagonists here one by one for you! I am so sure you will all agree with the list.
You are always so insecure when you give your pair of socks for washing. It is a moment of great insecurity and suspense when you put a pair of socks in a bucket for washing. I don’t know about others but I am extremely doubtful about getting it back safely in a pair. Because only the God’s chosen few are lucky enough to get it back in a pair to wear again . Many a times, it has so happened that I gave two pair of socks for washing and I received back one sock each of the pair .Who had been the culprit for the lost socks was, is and will always remain a mystery for me. The separation of a pair of socks or gloves is a high- profile case for CBI to solve! The grey cells of the owner of the pair are unduly taxed into deliberating on whether it was the carelessness of the washerwoman who may have inadvertently watered it down the drain or was it the wild mischief of the wind, which carried it away in spite of the washing clips — to be, buried somewhere . My literary mind which is always active laments thus- Alas! My pair of socks are not even the harbingers of new lives like Shelley mentioned about the seeds buried in the snow in his poem Ode to the West Wind which would fill the ground in spring with numerous colourful plants of socks.
I say this because most of the times ,the sock loses its companion in this washing business. I think that’s the reason some people wear smelly socks but don’t give it for washing :my sympathies with them. The forlorn sock which has now come out clean from washing , then waits for ages for its companion to return but God neither answers his prayer nor your prayer and finally one day when you are rearranging your cupboard and see this solitary sock you realise with a sigh that neither you nor your sock is a prominent character in a Manmohan Desai lost and found formula movie and that you will never get back it’s companion and you throw it away and then lo! Very soon , you find the other sock in a crumpled state somewhere. It then dawns on you . They were never destined to be united. That was their fate.
Such is the fate of very important but very minute things in our life. Yes and which are those? To start with the safety pins. When you buy a safety pin packet ,you promise yourself that you will look after them properly. But those tiny safety pins are so naughty that they vanish under your nose .They leave you one by one and one fine day they leave you forlorn in such a state where you are not in a position to dress properly without their presence. We generally keep the treasured pins in our favourite places like window sill ,refrigerator top, television counter or bathroom racks. But I think they misunderstand our intention in keeping them there and not in our drawer and jump to death (commit suicide under depression) and what happens to them after their landing —- whether they are swept into the dustbin or appropriated(just a passing thought, no one in particular is to be blamed) during the sweeping of the floor is still a secret. The moral of the sad tale of repetitive vanishing acts of these safety pins have time and again compelled the rationality in us to believe in spirits. We imagine that there are gnomes who deliberately steal our safety pins to teach us a lesson in carefulness.
The things which do these vanishing tricks are safety pins, hair clips, washing line clips, Erasers, steel or rubber nuts to keep the earrings in place, handkerchiefs , gloves, rubber bands, pens, spoons and forks ,small keys etc. The interesting thing is that all these things are actually kept properly but still they create an eerie atmosphere by dissolving into thin air as if a magician has encircled them by his magic wand.
It is wonderful to think where all these lost things are collected. The world is such an honest place and I am sure nobody is interested in stealing such titbits. But the mystery remains that then where do all these thing go? Are there really elves and goblins who want to tease you for their entertainment? We should stay up late at night to eavesdrop and find out the secret behind this disappearance. Will you give me company to stay up late at night and spy on them?