Things I have left behind in a cab

I found a new use for AI: generating writing prompts, so I can blog weekly. Here is this week's edition. In recent memory, I've forgotten three things in Bangalore cabs. Keys This was the most recent one, only 2 months ago. That evening, I was out for a friend's wedding reception, and dressed in traditional Indian clothes for the occasion. Turns out, the pocket of this attire (which I rarely wear) had a hole in it, and the keys had slipped out on to the seat. I didn't realize it for the entire night; my usual phone-wallet-keys-pat-check system was off that night given that this wasn't my usual jeans-and-tee-shirt ensemble. It took me a day and a half to get in touch with the driver (who was extremely helpful) and get it back. Thankfully, I had easy access to spare keys that day, so it did not bother me too much. I have an AirTag attached to the keychain, which never gave me a notification that day! C'mon Apple! After all these years of false alarms, you failed when I needed you the…