"Awwhh,, ahh.. ummhh.. it badly hurts!!".. This was all I could barely do trying to unravel myself tangled together lying in the puddle of muddy water.. trying to listen to my own voice which was now becoming almost extinct..
But before I could die off completely, I just wanted to let my story be told so that this world remembers my happy times I have spent with the most amazingly weird person - who was my life - at all times - be it sad or happy - for whom I have been the ultimate savior!!! That amazing person in my life was Anne (name changed).
This is how it all began..
I was manufactured at a branded factory far from the city, into the woods. Utmost care and precision was taken so that I can have the perfect shape and give out that incredibly beautiful voice. My body was coated white, with two beautiful phones at one end coated with rubber and the other end tapering stainless steel at the tip of the bottom. I was made such that I could fit into any 3.5 mm jack - be it a mobile / speaker / laptop / television / computer etc. Wasn't the most expensive one, but could make any person happy with the quality of sound I pitched. Some of my friends were coated black, some violet, some yellow and some green. Most of them were black, then a few white ones like me. And the rest others like the violet, yellow, green, pink and blue ones were almost scarce. We all were put up hanging on the wall of a very famous music accessories store.
One fine day, a girl walked in the store with short, shoulder-length hair, tied back with a cute hairband, with eyes that could sparkle excitement and smile that could light up the whole town!! This girl was none other than Anne - she was with her dad. They were looking at all my friends deciding which one to own. I could actually remember how Anne chose me - she was glancing through my friends like the one in red, one in yellow and one is green.. and then as she glanced over me.. she suddenly stopped!! Her eyes widened with happiness as if she had found what she was looking for. Without even thinking for a second, she took me out of the wall hanging and into her dad's hands saying, "Dad, this is what I want. Let's play it and see." She then connected the stainless steel end of me into her mobile phone and played her favorite Beethoven's (track changed). I could feel her happiness as she closed her eyes listening to her favorite track which I played. As she opened her eyes, she was sure that she would buy nothing but me. Her dad smiled at her innocence and got me for her. This is how she owned me.
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Anne was very happy with me. She used to always stuff me inside her bag. She used to put me up to her ears each and everyday and I used to play the most melodious voice of her favorite songs into her ears. Mostly, every morning while going to college and then while returning back. Months passed, and my shape started distorting - but I still played the same melodious voice for Anne. Sometimes I also used to answer her calls. Why I feel I know her is because I have been through her good times and her bad times - she has talked into me and she has listened to me - sometimes I have been a part of her anger as well. The happy times when Anne used to dance putting me into her ears, listening to her peppy music and pouring her heart out. The sad times when she used to listen to those old romantic classics crying her heart out - once her teardrops also fell onto my speaker (eww! It was salty :P but I could sense how hurt she was). I was a part of all her moods and I knew her the way no one else could know.
Now, the reason why I call her #weird girl is because - no matter how much she loved me, she used to forget me.. so many times I was returned to her by her friends as I was either misplaced or lost.. but I don't complain this about her.. because it was her nature.. she gets flown with things.. but there was one incident when Anne forgot me under the bench and then ran back to the class after college just to take me back away with her.. More weird things about her was that she used to put my speaker in her mouth sometimes, knowingly or unknowingly.. she used to stuff me in her bag in that small space where I could fit my flexible body.. but this had made my white body a little off-white and the white coating had started to tear off.. but I was happy because Anne was still happy to have me with her no matter my shape or look.
A year and half had passed by and Anne had bought me into another city where she got a new job. She was happy with her life and still enjoyed keeping me with her all the time. There was not a single point of time when she made me feel useless. This is why I loved her a lot! Everything was same, Anne was the same.. and same were her habits.. only the city had changed.. Anne getting new assignments each day had to travel a lot.. and along with her, obviously I also had to. One such day, Anne had got a lot of work to do and she's a kind of girl who gets completely engrossed in her work leaving aside all other things. That evening she was so busy in her meeting that after the phone call, she kept me on the table of the restaurant she was sitting at. And then soon she got another call, I could see from her face that she had a huge amount of task to do for that day. Talking over the phone, she went by the table leaving me aside lying there. As she went by the table, I wish I could shout out, "Hey Anne, you forgot something!" :( I was deeply saddened seeing you leave in front of my eyes, but all I could is just watch you go. Soon, another customer came on the table - some greedy guy who took me in his hands - looked at me - twisted me around his fingers almost until I broke myself. Seeing the half broken end of my body, the guy threw me outside the restaurant in a muddy puddle of water - where 2-3 bikes ran over me.. And I knew it was time that I could never again play those melodious voices!! Somewhere down in my mind, I knew Anne must have visited the restaurant again to search for me, but it was already late and the fate had me in it. I'm not at all sad by the fact that I'm going to die this way, because I'm more happy to have spent most of my life with the amazingly weird Anne ^_^
For Anne, I was a small part of her musical life.. but for me, Anne was my whole life!!!
- Based on a 'Not-so-true' story with very little facts ;)
But before I could die off completely, I just wanted to let my story be told so that this world remembers my happy times I have spent with the most amazingly weird person - who was my life - at all times - be it sad or happy - for whom I have been the ultimate savior!!! That amazing person in my life was Anne (name changed).
This is how it all began..
I was manufactured at a branded factory far from the city, into the woods. Utmost care and precision was taken so that I can have the perfect shape and give out that incredibly beautiful voice. My body was coated white, with two beautiful phones at one end coated with rubber and the other end tapering stainless steel at the tip of the bottom. I was made such that I could fit into any 3.5 mm jack - be it a mobile / speaker / laptop / television / computer etc. Wasn't the most expensive one, but could make any person happy with the quality of sound I pitched. Some of my friends were coated black, some violet, some yellow and some green. Most of them were black, then a few white ones like me. And the rest others like the violet, yellow, green, pink and blue ones were almost scarce. We all were put up hanging on the wall of a very famous music accessories store.
One fine day, a girl walked in the store with short, shoulder-length hair, tied back with a cute hairband, with eyes that could sparkle excitement and smile that could light up the whole town!! This girl was none other than Anne - she was with her dad. They were looking at all my friends deciding which one to own. I could actually remember how Anne chose me - she was glancing through my friends like the one in red, one in yellow and one is green.. and then as she glanced over me.. she suddenly stopped!! Her eyes widened with happiness as if she had found what she was looking for. Without even thinking for a second, she took me out of the wall hanging and into her dad's hands saying, "Dad, this is what I want. Let's play it and see." She then connected the stainless steel end of me into her mobile phone and played her favorite Beethoven's (track changed). I could feel her happiness as she closed her eyes listening to her favorite track which I played. As she opened her eyes, she was sure that she would buy nothing but me. Her dad smiled at her innocence and got me for her. This is how she owned me.
Anne was very happy with me. She used to always stuff me inside her bag. She used to put me up to her ears each and everyday and I used to play the most melodious voice of her favorite songs into her ears. Mostly, every morning while going to college and then while returning back. Months passed, and my shape started distorting - but I still played the same melodious voice for Anne. Sometimes I also used to answer her calls. Why I feel I know her is because I have been through her good times and her bad times - she has talked into me and she has listened to me - sometimes I have been a part of her anger as well. The happy times when Anne used to dance putting me into her ears, listening to her peppy music and pouring her heart out. The sad times when she used to listen to those old romantic classics crying her heart out - once her teardrops also fell onto my speaker (eww! It was salty :P but I could sense how hurt she was). I was a part of all her moods and I knew her the way no one else could know.
Now, the reason why I call her #weird girl is because - no matter how much she loved me, she used to forget me.. so many times I was returned to her by her friends as I was either misplaced or lost.. but I don't complain this about her.. because it was her nature.. she gets flown with things.. but there was one incident when Anne forgot me under the bench and then ran back to the class after college just to take me back away with her.. More weird things about her was that she used to put my speaker in her mouth sometimes, knowingly or unknowingly.. she used to stuff me in her bag in that small space where I could fit my flexible body.. but this had made my white body a little off-white and the white coating had started to tear off.. but I was happy because Anne was still happy to have me with her no matter my shape or look.
A year and half had passed by and Anne had bought me into another city where she got a new job. She was happy with her life and still enjoyed keeping me with her all the time. There was not a single point of time when she made me feel useless. This is why I loved her a lot! Everything was same, Anne was the same.. and same were her habits.. only the city had changed.. Anne getting new assignments each day had to travel a lot.. and along with her, obviously I also had to. One such day, Anne had got a lot of work to do and she's a kind of girl who gets completely engrossed in her work leaving aside all other things. That evening she was so busy in her meeting that after the phone call, she kept me on the table of the restaurant she was sitting at. And then soon she got another call, I could see from her face that she had a huge amount of task to do for that day. Talking over the phone, she went by the table leaving me aside lying there. As she went by the table, I wish I could shout out, "Hey Anne, you forgot something!" :( I was deeply saddened seeing you leave in front of my eyes, but all I could is just watch you go. Soon, another customer came on the table - some greedy guy who took me in his hands - looked at me - twisted me around his fingers almost until I broke myself. Seeing the half broken end of my body, the guy threw me outside the restaurant in a muddy puddle of water - where 2-3 bikes ran over me.. And I knew it was time that I could never again play those melodious voices!! Somewhere down in my mind, I knew Anne must have visited the restaurant again to search for me, but it was already late and the fate had me in it. I'm not at all sad by the fact that I'm going to die this way, because I'm more happy to have spent most of my life with the amazingly weird Anne ^_^
For Anne, I was a small part of her musical life.. but for me, Anne was my whole life!!!
- Based on a 'Not-so-true' story with very little facts ;)
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