Borrowing money

 I am an absentminded person. I usually forget names, date of birth or bringing vegetables or something that missus orders. Many times I forgot my destination and rode a kilometre or two before returning back. Even once or twice I forgot to stop my bike to let my pillion rider get down. But that one incident crossed all the limits. 

Once I went to my colleague and asked him some money. He stopped for a moment and looked at my face. He was a good friend of mine and we used to borrow from each other if needed. I felt something is wrong. He said, “Do you remember, I had given you rupees 2000 last two months ago na stout hadn’t returned it yet.” I felt like the ground slipping under my feet. It was such an embarrassing moment for 

me. Anyhow I controlled myself. He again asked, ‘Do you remember or not?’ He knew I was forgetful. In reality I couldn’t remember taking money from him last month. But to avoid the awkward situation, I said ‘Yes’. I left the place in a hurry. I arranged the money from somewhere else and returned him the next day. I sweared I would never borrow in my life again.