Just between you and me

Just between you and me

It was a hot afternoon as the four of us – Dad, Mom, Leen and me – were breezing our way through the sidewalks going to the Grand Palace, one of Thailand’s tourist destinations. Leen and I have been to the palace grounds before, so it was our turn to be the guides.

We hurriedly passed by street vendors selling all kinds of food, wares, souvenirs and anything that would tempt every tourist to part with his money. As we arrived at one of the gates, I saw a sign which warned visitors not to trust strangers. I couldn’t agree more, I’ve heard of some tourists being hoaxed in this famous place.

Anyway, we learned from the guard that the palace will close at 3pm… I glanced at my watch, it was already 3pm! We were almost running as we hurried up to the main entrance, but to no avail… the ticket counters were already closed. We decided to take photos of the view outside instead.

As Leen was busy setting up her camera and tripod, I fumbled for the digicam inside my bag… and to my horror, it was not there! So that’s why I felt my bag was lighter than it should be. I tried to search for it again but it was not really there. The warning sign at the gate flashed through my mind and I felt like my world was crumbling that instant… the digicam was not mine, it was my cutie sis’ precious cam.

Different thoughts were running through my head that time… I was thinking of the cost of replacing the cam, did somebody pick it from my bag when we were posing, or some vendor took it when we walked through the busy streets? I was so shocked, but I kept it to myself. I didn’t tell anybody about it, and just acted as if I didn’t lose some $500 worth of digicam. I don’t know why I didn’t want them to know. Maybe because I was still hoping it was not missing and telling them about it would just verify its loss. I still kept a cheery face as we posed and smiled and admired the view. But deep within, I just wanted to cry… I wanted to go back to the car and check out the back seat – I might have left it there… I was actually praying that I just left it there… though it seemed not possible at all.

We left the palace grounds and headed towards the Maharat Pier beside the Chao Phraya river. I looked at some boats cruising by… it was a peaceful view, so much different from what I felt inside, being so restless and worried…. still thinking about the digicam.

chaophraya

“Can you take a pic of me beside the river?” Mom asked, startling me with my thoughts.
Uh-oh. I felt trapped.
I immediately told her, “No, I can’t.”
“Why not?” she was surprised as she asked, she couldn’t understand why I won’t.
I told her as calmly as I could, “I can’t take your pic, the camera is not with me.”
Now I really have to tell her the truth.
Then she asked again, “why can’t you take a pic… the camera is here in my bag!

Wow! I can’t believe what I’ve just heard. I thought I was dreaming when she said it! So, it was with her all the while. I could have placed it in her bag during one of our walks. Silly me! Had I told her earlier about it, I could have saved myself from unnecessary worrying. Anyway, I still managed to hide my feelings inside – so much relief and happiness. I casually took the digicam from her, though I could sense my hands were shaking a bit as I held it. I acted as if I knew it was with her all the while.

Well, I still didn’t tell them about the ‘lost’ digicam until now, not even Mom. It’s only a secret between you and me. 🙂