#what_happenedI LOST MY TELEPHONE… 🏞️Friday… It was a usual day. I was going to Mosque for jum’ah prayer. It is about 25-minutes way by train . I am there , sitting and listening the khutbah after having done with sunnah prayer , and suddenly, I searched my pockets …
Empty. Empty. My phone is gone… 🤯
I was devestated. The mosque was buzzing with the sounds of Friday prayers🔊, but I was lost in my own world, replaying the events of the last hour. 🤔Had I left it on the train? In the mosque? The possibilities felt endless, each one more horrifying than the last
It wasn’t the phone itself that worried me, but what it held. Three German Bank Accounts with 4-digit amount (XXXX euros💶) of money, my job contract and study contract login details 📂📑which were imposibble to reset without the info I had in these contracts, my Social Security Number🔑. The most interesting part is that there was a temporary sim card in it which was already expired, meaning that it recieves neither messages nor phone calls🤦♂️. And thinking this was another level of emotional damage , I left with no way to find the phone by calling or with just sending a message…😑
I use another phone but I am not saving anything to that one. Later on , after an hour or two , I recieved a message that someone found a phone in the train station … And one more time, Thanks God, I witnessed There are still many more faithfull people around us …✨
Xullas , Nina opaga rahmat…
and it is now safely in my hands
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