Welcome To Delhi

"Talaashi lelo", ("search me"). The words still ring in my ears. As I was getting on the bus on the second day I have been in India, 3 women sandwiched me and the first thing I did was put my hands on my pockets. I didn't expect anything to be stolen but I was somewhat scared of that happening and the quickest thing I could think of was putting them on top. I felt my phone and my wallet but I felt my phone slip out. I didn't even have room to look down because someone's shoulder was literally under my chin*. I noticed right away and all I could say was "ma....my phone" and she said who took his phone and this one guy pulled out his phone and asked the number to dial it. I of course didn't have service and when I said that he said things as if he was the one who took it, plus he was one of the people directly behind the women (who were probably part of the work). My mom said if you have it then give it, to which he responded "talaashi lelo". After him and his partner next to him got off, a few people near the conductor (who sells the tickets), including the conductor said that they saw him take the phone and pass it back. We asked why they didn't speak up and two people said they didn't want to get involved and the conductor said "should I handle tickets or your phone"......yup.....neglected a crime. I had a panic attack, my whole body started sweating, I felt dizzy, and I felt like I was going to throw up. Someone at least 60 years old gave their seat to me and I selfishly took it. I just closed my eyes and rested on my Mom's shoulder until we reached my Uncle's house. "Welcome to Delhi", said my Uncle, "this is what happens here".

Some minor details so that people don't think I messed up here:

• I didn't pull out the phone at all after I left the house
• I was expecting the kind of bus in Los Angeles, like the 741/240, where even in the busiest time, nearly everyone is sitting. But I still was definitely aware of my surroundings, like I said, I did attempt to protect my belongings.
• This was as I was getting on the bus, and somewhat focused on getting through the traffic on the bus to my mom
• This was the AC bus, for the supposedly better people.

*Upon again looking at that statement I think I could have looked down if I wanted to but as I felt the phone slip out, I went into shock. I couldn't fathom what had happened. I just wish I realized that that was the time to do something, if anything.