Dear friends, semi friends, semi foes and foes
Please congratulate me because I have joined the elite class of people who have been pick pocketed, mugged or robbed in Milano.
The precision at which they picked my pocket, was amazing and reminded me of the 60's calcutta days.At the upper end of the escalator one chap dropped his ticket and bent down to pick it up. I kept on pushing him shouting " Move ...move...and in a fraction of a second I realized I was trapped by surrounding people. I tried to protect my purse, some one twisted my left thumb to free the back pocket and the purse was gone...
And the repeatation of the old act, 4 of them targeted one chap " That is the pickpocket , he has picked mine...and gave a chase and all of them vanished..
Well it was not Korea or japan, where you can show $s popping out off your pocket and no one will touch....So normally I carry 20 Euro and no purse...but on saturday I carried the purse to do some shopping for SOMEONE. Becuase if I shop I get the firing " why you have wasted money by buying these things?"..if I dont buy then also I get the firing " You did not get any thing for me, not even Channel 5?".
Over the years I have found out that getting a firing for bringing something is much better than not getting anything...that little hidden smile of appreciation is milion $ for me.
Jokes apart , it was quite traumatic, but luckliy there was not much money, I could block the lost credit card in 30 mins...But without the credit card , my trips to neighbouring towns like Florence, Venice, chinka terra ( refer to wonderful blog of Cool lassie) may not materilize. One of the reasons for picking up the asignment in Milano was to go to Chinka terra...else I am elargic to crime prone countries, and would have gone to Korea , japan or singapore or middle east ...anyway I thank God simply because things could have been worse, at least one of them had a gun.
When I narrated the incident to my collegues, every one laughed it out and narrated their harrowing experinece of getting mugged, pick pocketed..it was comforting !!!
See few photos here , taken just before being mugged and after
On My way to being pick pocketed
Milano centrale ( Rail station 150 meters away from my appartment, they maintain their old architecture
Side view Milano centrale
The famous winged horse and the guy , in close up below, Milano centrale
The famous Milano tram car. reminds me of Calcutta days, even I took a tram ride in Nov 09 when I was in calcutta
Where I stay, an old building with high ceiling, ,beautiful 1 bed room, drawing dining serviced apartment inside.
Look at the smile, a typical "act normal" smile on a person, whose pocket has been just picked , 10 minutes back , Hey thats me SOMEONE'S SOMEONE
Even if I am not being able to blog , I read all the postings , that is the only entertainment I have here...
Happy cooking and happy pick pocketing ( your dear hubby's, like I do purse picking of SOMEONE)