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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A NECKTIE

Today I am going to tell a true fact which I have encountered yesterday. When I was moving around the backyard of my house, I heard someone calling me with a very squeaky voice. I came to know that it was coming from the old dustbin which was there from past One year. I was scared, but somehow I managed to dare to see in it. I found a Necktie which was calling me, I started to run away but it said it won't harm me. I gathered courage and stayed near it. It started talking to me. He asked me, Would I hear his life story? I said yes, and he started telling me...

"I was a Royal Necktie made in Thomas Company, California. Vary few of my kind were made. We were transported to various tie showrooms, and that was the last time I made farewell to my fellow ties. When I was taken to a shop named ‘Royal Tie Collections’, I came to know that this is the place where I was going to be sold. I was kept in a rich decorated glass cupboard. I was very happy that I was going to serve someone who is rich and living a happy life. I was excited to see my first owner.” “Fortunately, one evening, a young looking man with a handsome personality, walked in to the showroom. He was asking for ties made in Thomas Company. The shopkeeper told him that he is having only one master piece remaining with him. He brought him where I was kept. He told my price to him and started giving my advertisement holding me in his hands. I was made of pure silk and very decorative. As the shopkeeper was telling him about me, I was feeling proud to have so many qualities. He sold me at dollar 2000 and wrapped me in a fascinating gift package.” “I was kept in the car by my owner and taken home. There I came to know that I was purchased to be given as a gift. I was presented to his father for his 78th birthday. I came to know that my owner was a wealthy and a successful business man. I also discovered that his name was Johnny Peter Deep. He thanked his son for such a beautiful gift and wore me around his neck. I was proud to get tied around neck of such a successful human. The birthday party was finished around 10:30 in the evening.” “Mr. Johnny took me off and kept me with his very expensive suits. I was very happy at that time. I could hardly believe my good fortune. He used to wear me and do his business meetings. Many people took interest in me and asked him about my price. I was his best tie, so he use to wear me for his daily routine. After every 2-3 days he use to give me for laundry. I was getting washed and neatly pressed and kept tidy for every day. One day I heard the laundry man was asking my price to Mr. Johnny. He told that I was expensive and could be till dollar 1800 or above. The next day Mr. Johnny came to take me back, but the laundry men told him that he was unable to find me. My owner started getting angry but the laundry man denied finding me, making an excuse that he has other things to do. I was kept under a cupboard and I was hardly able to see my owner. Mr. Johnny got so angry, that he told he would never give any cloth for laundry to him. That was the last day I saw Mr. Johnny.” “The Laundry man was greedy person. There I came to know he has done this before too. He use to sell the cloths which he have not returned to the respective owners. He quickly sold me to a person named Robert T. at dollar 150. I was so sad that I was going to miss the sweet family and was not going to see Mr. Johnny any more.” “Robert was living alone and untidy life. He took me home and threw me on a dirty sofa. He would wear me whenever he was going away. I was very upset and use to cry whenever I was alone on the dirty sofa. He was never cleaning me. One day when he found me so dirty, he took me and threw me in a dustbin behind his house. It was the saddest day I have ever seen. I have been here by one year now, unwanted and unattended. Now I have lost the shine on me, and the dust has made me so dirty that now no one will touch me. I am old and loosing my life. For past one year I have not seen world beyond this dustbin. It was my last wish to talk to somebody about my life and now I have nothing to say, but count on my last breath”…

I took the tie out from that dustbin and placed on the ground, and asked him to talk more, but it never said a word any more. I felt that it was the last moment of that tie and I went off with a sad story.