Killer Silver

Our maid asked us yesterday; what I felt was out of sheer ignorance and full of superstition; "Abhi chaandi pehna toh marte hai kya? humare gaon main ye sab (pointing to the ringlet on her feet) nikal dete hai. Bolte hain chaandi jaan mangta hai." This was something new to us; and me, the educated, washed off all her doubts in no time by saying (and shaking my little finger in front of her) "Uma, main ab tak zinda hoon, mari nahi." and we all laughed. My right hand little finger adorns a cute little pearl embedded in silver. And yes, it indeed was true, I was alive despite the silver. :P

Come evening, 4 pm, I realise my ring has disappeared. Gone, poofed, gayabed!! And I definitely do not fall into the "careless" category. I never lose anything valuable. So here I was looking frantically for my ring, under the bed, in my purse and every place where I could have "lost" it. No luck for me. We figured out that since it was a bit loose, it must have slipped out of my finger while handling those plastic bags when we'd gone out. *I still do not buy this reasoning.*

Other than feeling miserable for losing my ring to which I was sentimentally attached, I was also wondering if there was any truth in what our maid said in the morning! I do realise (and I still do not see any reason) that a small piece of silver isn't capable of murder. It was a co-incidence yet, I cannot cease to think if in anyway it was "planned"? Of course, I'm not asking people to shed every bit of silver jewellery that they are wearing, but since yesterday, my mind is debating over whether it was just a co-incidence or something more uncanny?