My Precious

This is the day that I almost lost my ring, my wedding ring.
My day was going as usual, meaning I was in the lab doing my work when I realized that it's my duty to sort the garbage this week. I admit it's not a pleasant task, but in Japan, the students sort garbage by themselves unlike in Malaysia where we have special parties sorting these matter. Maybe that's one of the reason why Japan is so clean because the people is so responsible. Malaysians tend to be ignorant and some people can be so irresponsible and nasty leaving somebody else to clean their mess.

Anyways, I was doing my task when all of a sudden my ring slipped from my cold finger and dropped inside a huge garbage bag. I panicked for a moment and started my task going through the nasty leftovers and garbage. I transferred the garbage to a new bag and looked for the ring carefully to no avail. I checked the pile twice but still could not locate the ring. I started becoming anxious and embarrassed to be left in this situation.

During my third search, Emilda came along and helped me to go through the nasty pile. I was relieved a little to have a companion. But after the third search, my ring was still missing. Deep inside I became irritated with all the happenings but jokingly mentioned to Emilda that I felt like Smeagol losing its ring. The one ring to rule them all. Well, my ring doesn't rule them all, just a single person that I am married to (I hope Satya doesn't read this phrase).

And finally, when more people came over to us out of curiosity to check what we were doing with the trash, I found it, my ring..hidden in a box amongst the pile.

Out of happiness and without realizing, I raised my ring and said I found it..and murmuring my precious.
It is my precious after all...