can it get any better?

sometimes, some days you get a feeling that things couldnt have turned out any better....its one of those days when u feel like questioning the very existence of things........... beings in this world......
when things go wrong ......(yes one at a time doesnt work for me).......they just go horribly wrong.....
today was my first day of PSM/rural posting.......i was actually on time .......everything was perfect except for my luck i guess.........
just merely 100 metres before my hospital a maruti 800 driver decided to apply the brakes all of a sudden....the toyota corolla in front of me applied brakes n saved himself n had to time to manoeuvre himself out of the potential mess........i applied braked too n saved myself from ramming into the toyota(THANK GOD for theSEAT BELT that i am SAFE!!).........but i wasnt that fortunate......the zen behind me was either slow in applying brakes or had old brakes or did not notice me braking .....and after a scrreeeeeeeeeech and a thuuud...........n jolt forward i got down to inpsect the damage........the left side of my car's bumper had got twisted n the protector from inside(a rod of steel) was jutting out.........
the zen behind me had damage from front n behind as another maruti 800 rammed into it.......the other guy had damaged headlights.........
after few minutes of dilly dallying.....we all set out to our destiantions knowing fully well that arguign or fighting wasnt an option especially when the supposed real culprits had already fled.....as we were about to disperse to my delight i realised that the mud flap was stuck between the bumper n the rear tyre........as i was trying to free it out the other guy behind the zen helped me.....n got it freed........ (i thank him a lot)
anyhow i set out with shaking hands n wobbly legs but reached hospital safe and sound............
since i had to take relieving from the previous posting we had to get it signed by a particular doctor..........well i guess all had not ended yet.......we were to go to the OPD building.....n had to travel by lift to reach the 3rd floor.......it was a crowded one........n after getting the sign and on my way down i decided to give a call to another friend of mine to enquire about the next posting and i m sure no one needs to be a sherlock holmes to guess what had happened..........yes my cell phone had been very neatly taken out of my pocket n very conveniently switched off..........i couldnt believe my luck............
ofcourse to trace back my cell and to expect to get it back is foolish on my part but what can i say my hope is not ready to die yet.......after all it was a nokia 6680.....bought when it was new in the market( i guess no need to mention how much it had cost then)........forget about the cost ......all those phone numbers, lovingly saved messages, carefully set ringtones .......those memorable photos.........all gone......with the mobile hanger which was a very special gift.........
most of my friends told me that i should be happy that something bigger or worse had been warded off or avoided......i seriously wonder what........


PS:the car needs to be assessed by the insurance people( rough estimate ranges from 1500-5500), repair will take a day so the car may end being at the service station for a day or two.....i have blocked the sim card ....contacted police people posted at casualty in my hospital and submitted an application to avoid misuse of my phone number, given the imei no. (no FIR though)......and i am waiting