Its a cosy old place down a small residential lane with an old fashioned laundry cleaners (not our posh taj and galadari dry clearners that). After a drama of some lost bill and lost bedsheets and curtains i decided to drop by and search for the clothes. So there i was giving my explanation and the guy gave me this look like "not another one of those". He immediately knew how to locate the stuff. They have this unique alphabet with two dots kind of code to actually find all the clothes.
A Middle aged man turned up with a sob story of some lost stuff from the year 2005, i just looked at the laundry guys face. it was the same expression that was given to me. (hemm should not feel to guilty i am not some light years later looking for some lost laundry). while looking around the rows of clothes i saw a saree which looked just like one of mine. Was thinking what a coincidence. The mind quickly unravels the puzzle, cant be coincidence, it has to be mine. By this time i was sneezing due to the musty smell. This place must be holding a whole load of left over clothes and contemplating should i or not.
As he finished packing up the stuff for me to take. He asked me if there was anythign else i could see which was mine. God i felt dumb pointing out the saree. he quickly took it looked at the secret code and nodded his head and gave that to me as well. The saree was given one year back ....
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