The first few days are definitely the toughest. The moment you realize that your phone is not in that certain pocket of your bag where you always kept it, will without a doubt be in your list of "Top 10 Most Heart-Rending Moments". You frantically search for the phone in the other pockets of your bag, the pockets of your pants, and any other pocket imaginable - but it's gone.

The next few days will consist of absent-mindedly reaching for your phone to take a selfie only to turn on the flashlight of your Nokia 1100 (which you were forced to use by your mom for the time being). Then you have to return home to the constant yelling of your parents, "Ebar tomake ar phone kine dewa hobe na". Alas, you can't even use your phone to go on Facebook to post a status saying, "Feeling sad" (You could use your computer to log onto Facebook but who does that anymore? That's so 2010 right?).

As the days go by, you become used to smiling through the pain as the rest of your friends flash their iPhones in front of you. To pass your time, you space out and wonder why the things you love always end up leaving you (deep in reverie, you sometimes even creep out some strangers as you unwarily stare at them). 

All jokes aside, losing your phone is not a pleasant experience. You lose thousands of pictures (that you've been meaning to backup but never got around to. Also, do you see what procrastination leads to?), messages and contacts. And even if you buy a new phone and recover most of the stuff, is it really the same? That phone was like your baby!

So far, every one of my friends has been through the horror of losing their phones. I would suggest making a pillow fort in your room and staying there to avoid getting mugged.

Stay safe everyone!

Tasnim Odrika is having an existential crisis at the moment and doesn't really know who she is anymore. Send her compliments at odrika_02@yahoo.com.